Making limoncello on our honeymoon after not sleeping on the plane followed by an unpleasant 2-hour car ride. Would recommend.

About me

I spent the first 10 years of my professional life as a high school English teacher.

High schoolers are a tough crowd, but they became an easier crowd when I started finding more empathetic, creative ways to engage them with whatever I was teaching. They became downright delightful when I started the Hotseat.

I made the first 10-20 minutes of Fridays’ classes dedicated to the Hotseat (later called Disco Fridays because I had a disco ball hanging from the ceiling, which we’d light up with a phone flashlight while all the other lights got turned off). Each week, one student would sit on a stool in front of the class wearing a bear head and let the rest of the class ask them questions about anything (within reason). I did it the first two or three Fridays, then people started volunteering to go. Kids started opening up, and I started to take more risks in what I taught and how I taught.

This practice embodies who I am as an educator, but also as a person and teammate. I don’t take anything too seriously, but I do take people and their stories really seriously. Fun seriously. I want to dedicate my life to those things seriously. This is why I have spent the last 4 years as a copywriter, write screenplays for fun, and am now pursuing brand and content strategy.

I’m always down to learn, take risks, talk it out, and always, always go to karaoke.

For more snippets about me, peep the rest of the photos on this page.

Shortly after my arrival in 1984 with my three older siblings. We haven’t had a picture together since.

Former teacher. Current strategist. Forever storyteller.

Currently…

Watching: Murder, She Wrote (Season 9)

Reading: Joyful Recollections of Trauma (Paul Scheer)

Thinking: About Doritos (nacho—no, cool ranch)

Wishing: I could sell the pictures I take of turtles and ducks in Prospect Park (they are mid at best)

This captures both my excitement about getting married to the man next to me and generally being alive and surrounded by loved ones.

Just kidding. Here I am with my brothers, sister, and their partners 38 years later at my rehearsal dinner.

I love off-season beaching and cold plunging. This was in October 2024 at Gooch’s Beach in Maine.

As a young writer, I also illustrated my work. Not a ton has changed: I still love cats and can be made to camp. I have no idea why the grass looks like french fries or why I have a bag of weapons.

My shirt might suggest that I’m singing a song by Prince, but I was probably singing 90s-00s rock.

Reach out

Interested in working together? Hit me up! But don’t be weird.