I took a pickaxe to the wall of the well and climbed out, slowly, to find the voice I always had but never listened to.

The only thing that “proved” I was an artist was my desire to make art—but was that enough?

It’s probably too much to ask for Hollywood to ever be a real meritocracy. Nowhere in society does there exist a “real” meritocracy. All we can do is try to make things better for ourselves and for each other ...

Where are these advance fans supposed to come from?

One has to hand it to a show like Severance as it’s not only chock full of metaphors about the dumbing down of America and the corruption of information sharing, but it's doing so on a platform run by those they are critiquing.

Without me even realizing, Emma Thompson had been guiding my ship the moment I put pen to paper. I couldn’t ask for a better teacher.

When I asked why novels and not screenplays, I was met with, “We’re only looking for existing IPs that have a built-in fan base. We don’t want to take the risk on an original idea.”

If I had taken the time to ask, or even search for the phrase “What does ARC mean?” on Google or Twitter, I would have found so many answers.

Despite his best efforts not to reveal a sliver of vulnerability. There was a flash of love in his dark, almond eyes. And I saw it.

Some people get bit by a creative bug early in their lives that keeps an inner flame lit from within, and for those who share this quality, sometimes you just need to see how it all gets made.

… depiction is not an endorsement, and flattening all media into "good" and "bad" and basing media consumption on morality would make an incredibly dull and even more ignorant world than we live in.

I don’t mind when people fail. If someone has a really good joke that failed, and they come back next week and they worked on it and it’s better, I can see that they saw the failure, and they know how to learn from it.

An excess of emotions can also mean that your ability to think clearly and logically about your script is impaired.

I look at myself, where I'm at in my career, what I've achieved (or not achieved) so far, and I groan.

Our stories reveal our humanity. They peel back the layers of the titles we hold—mom, aunt, etc.—and remind others that underneath those layers, we’re all just people.