I’ve been obsessed with stories my whole life.
It started with the Wizard of Oz and a hand sewn “Darfy” dress.
It got weird when I forced my brothers to act out my pirate dramedies in the backyard.
It reached pinnacle nerd status when I got a masters in opera.
It got real when I used stories to save myself.
In 2008, my mother and brother were killed in a botched burglary attempt. As the media descended and swarms of people rushed to our aid, I realized I had a horrifying, shiny new label: Victim.
Someone even looked me in the face and told me, “Holy crap. You’re never going to be okay again.” I realized I could either let that character description—victim—make my story about my endings…
Or I could become the hero of my own story. Protagonist, not princess. I could save myself and write a better ending. Nope—a whole new beginning. And that has made all the difference.
(I’d tell you how, but I’m working on a book, and apparently people hate spoilers).
Nowadays, I’m a professional storyteller. I’m a screenwriter, serving up scripts for places like the Hallmark Channel. My most recent play, The Girl, The Ghosts, and the Minotaur was selected for a staged reading at Life Jacket Theater Company’s 2017 Proof of Concept Reading Series in New York City. Sometimes, I even get up in front of a crowd and tell stories—like I did at TEDx Lincoln Square in my talk “The Real Risk of Forgiveness—And Why It’s Worth It.”
Sometimes, I help other people find their story. I’ve ghost written book proposals for celebrity experts, some of which have been sold to publishers for six figures. I love to help people sift through their big junk drawer of expertise and ideas—and help them find a story that binds it all together and allows people to connect with it.
What’s your story?