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A 25 year old I just met guessed offhand that I am FORTY EIGHT YEARS OLD

No shade to my 48 year old friends, but to guess literally a whole decade older than reality is WILD

Seems like my dog is getting her energy back post surgery 🤣

lol that's fair!

#FirstPageFriday from my new horror feature, ECHO!

Logline: Upon returning to her childhood home after her mother's death, a bipolar woman is forced to reckon with the paranormal psychic imprint she left behind as a suicidal teen.

Still very much a work in progress.

When you get mad at me, this is who you’re getting mad at:

Hahah so valid, yeah I for sure wouldn’t lead with that 🤣

I’m going to get to work with Nick Offerman this summer (!!!), do I ask him to sign a woodworking tool as a gift for my husband or is that incredibly weird?

I feel like I can probably gather what it means (it was really awful and now I’m basically dead??) but it’s not something I hear often or regularly.

Sweet sleepy drugged up donut baby

Uhhhhhhh I may have spoken too soon about this 👀

My dog is having minor surgery today and I hated dropping her off just now, she must be so scared, brb gonna go cry in the corner all day until I get the call that she’s ready for pickup.

I got a pass from a local theater after submitting my stage play because it wasn’t the right fit, but the producer who read it LOVED it and has sent multiple emails with suggestions for other local theaters I should submit to instead. Feels good to have a fan!

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (it’s so cool I’m in love with it I’m obsessed it’s amazing) ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Latest screenplay coming in at a lean 85 pages. Too short for a horror feature??

Unsure why I'm thinking about it, but I just need to call out how much my husband and I aced the BARBENHEIMER phenomenon while it was happening.

10am OPPENHEIMER on IMAX. 1:30pm brunch with cocktails. Tipsy 3pm BARBIE followed by a well-deserved late afternoon nap. A+ movie day.

I like it there

I live in Chicago; we've got rats lol

I’m going to NYC next month and I’m so excited!!

Someone private messaged me on Reddit after reading the "beginner mistakes" feedback comment and wanted to make sure I wasn't feeling discouraged 🥹 maybe Reddit isn't all bad after all

(jk it's pretty bad)

Like a fool, I posted the first five pages of my new horror feature to Reddit for feedback, and got told I made “classic beginner mistakes” 🤣

I know I’m no professional and there’s always room for improvement, but “beginner”?!

Nice bruise to the ego to start the day lol

At this point I’m hoping my 40s will rule since my 30s have been so physically hard on me but honestly: lol get real

One of my coworkers is counting down to turning 30, and I wish I could be a cool older friend and say “omg your 30s will be amazing ✨” but unfortunately I have been white knuckling through various extreme health issues since turning 30 years and 4 months old.

Would love to hear your solution as to how I, a theater worker in Chicago, have the ability to directly fix these problems when I’m already voting for the people who say they would try to fix them.

Writing career pull. “Remain faithful that your ambitions will be achieved” ✨💫

We love a script request from a producer who you fully expected to ignore and delete your query email!!

Andrea, a short and curvy white woman with chin-length red hair, poses in a bathroom mirror in a leopard print dress with a pattern of green alien faces overlaid on top. There is black fringe at the sleeves and the hem.

I bought a tacky as fuck, objectively ugly dress online and I’m kind of obsessed with it. Wore it to a work party tonight and got a million compliments. I expressed myself through my clothes a lot in my teens and this outfit feels like I’m honoring Teenage Andrea!

(And yes, this is “normal” for the medications I’m on)

With my meds I take as a breast cancer survivor it’s completely unpredictable. I don’t ever know if I’m even going to get it at all month to month. Or, alternately, sometimes it comes twice in a month. It’s chaos and I can never be certain if that’s what’s affecting my mood until it hits.

Me: “I feel so discouraged about my writing, maybe this isn’t the path for me, woe is me everything is so hard”

Three days later: *period starts*

Me: “oh okay that makes sense”