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These barriers are often of our own making, created by way of excuses to get out of doing the dirty work.

Reflecting on our mortality is a process of personal grief that comes with all the psychological pitfalls of grieving for another.

One of the worst pieces of advice ever given to a screenwriter has to be: “Write what you know.” The key is relatability. If you can relate, you can write.

Please, please PLEASE do not hesitate to inject your personality into your deck. This isn’t a technical manual, it’s a freakin' movie!

The beautifully tragic thing about this absolutely mental way of life is that you have no desire to do anything else.

Jokes can be a weapon disguised as entertainment. And because of their disarming nature, they can be more effective in demonstrating a point about inequality, prejudice, or oppression than a serious speech or dramatic monologue.

The only thing your heroes all have in common is that they work really fucking hard. And it’s only through doing this work, quietly and in the background, that you can ever hope to have a respected career.

It’s not as easy as it may seem to take notes when you put your heart and soul into something.

And you know what happens when you take the time to play? You happen. Your very best self.

Let’s find a strategy that works for you so you can go into the world confident and ready to share your story in the way most authentic to you.

It’s so fulfilling to work alongside someone who intuitively understands my intentions, knows when to push back, and can help fill in the gaps of knowledge and experience.

Look, I’m not going to stand here and tell you that this has never happened in the history of showbusiness. But these instances get so blown out of proportion that it creates a false narrative.

Having been told my entire life I feel too much, I am now in love with working in a medium that defies a lie we tell ourselves to avoid transformation.

"My dad gave me solemn advice: when the going gets tough, just do the next right thing right.”

WME had just sent out my novel on wide submission. I’d had a call with the book-to-film department that morning about potential adaptations . . . It really did seem like it was my moment—I was closer than I’d ever been to breaking through.