Just a college Hufflepuff grad and Legendary Pokemon master involved in a tumultuous love affair with pen and paper, and subsisting on a healthy soul diet of stories whilst on a quest to find ghosts and her inner Samwise.
There are a couple million words that have shaped me as much as I’ve shaped them. It’s a jointly-penned story that’s got more than a few pieces of my soul (fittingly and happily enough) and documents my growing up in the same space it influences it. I’ve learned a lot about myself and others while writing it, often unconsciously so, and it’s no exaggeration to say that it’s the primary playground for my development as a writer. And a human being.
Enjoy all those vague details.
The Lovers - a person who makes you very happy
I’ll go with familiar faces for this one. So it won’t surprise you, I’m sure, when I say Jen. It’s hard to believe that I only had a full year of friendship with her here on campus—our junior, her senior. We had classes with each other throughout my sophomore year, and I always thought she was brilliant, but for whatever reason we didn’t talk until after a film screening in Shakespeare, when our prof misidentified an actress as an HP one and Jen corrected him. I ran to catch up with her afterward, mentioned how awesome that was, and we started talking. We haven’t stopped since.
I’m a Fort Knox of a human being sometimes, but Jen walks through walls. Which is pretty impressive, considering she’s solid gold. I feel like I’ve known her for a dozen lifetimes at least, and I’m certain she’s made me laugh through them all.
Clinical mental health & marriage/family counselor with therapy dog sidekick. I think I’d like to work with teens and college/young adults in a community setting, and probably pursue specialties in sexuality, times of transition, and caregiver support.