Pie...it fills the cracks of the heart. Go away, pain.

Nobody actually ever does this—escaping through a window.

When my dad was young he shot marbles. When I was young I played Marble Madness on my Nintendo Entertainment System.

Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.

I write flawed characters. Ones that do not always make the best decisions and are driven by ambition or lust. They are not black or white, they are in the large space that exists between.

From there, I tried out for a community theatre play, joined an improv group... it all started opening up.

Think first. Think twice. Think again. Respect others. Respect yourself. Respect dreams.