I think we're always looking for an excuse to connect.

I think we're in this exciting moment of Internet streaming storytelling, and it's anybody's guess what that is or what it means. It can take on any form. That's what's so exciting about the time we're in; these filmmakers are coming in and letting the story tell itself as it wants to be told.

I feel like developing the muscle of my imagination became a way to survive reality.

For some reason, I have a very strange conception of time. I am constantly hovering at some overview, more macro.

So writing became a way to get to act in things that I thought were meaningful, and hopefully write stronger roles for other women.

I always feel like the editing room is like coming into the kitchen. What kind of a meal do you make from there? It can be anything.

But, it has something to do with having belief in a human future and what that human future is. What is the future of humanity? How does this whole experiment not self-destruct with the environment and everything else going on?