About

Growing up in Philadelphia, I always knew I’d grow up to put pen to paper for a living. I was managing editor of my high school newspaper and wrote poetry and science fiction stories during every moment of free time I could find. (Of course you can’t read them. Stop asking.)

On finishing college, I began my writing career locally, where I wrote for the Huntingdon Daily News and the Altoona Mirror. I penned regular features about the region’s politics, personalities and history, covering topics like the process the local town planning office used to map every street in the county (more interesting than you think) and the outbreak of parvovirus that wiped out the dog population at the area’s only animal shelter (just as heartbreaking as you’d think). I shook hands with fascinating people, like Jane Goodall, Elie Weisel, and Jesse Jackson.

After a few years, I chose to go back to school to study filmmaking. Making the move to Boston, I learned everything I could about lighting, shooting, editing and producing. I worked on documentary and non-documentary projects, moving to LA for a semester to intern with a small Hollywood Production company. I never lost my roots, though — I took on journalism classes and another internship teaching media literacy to adults and families.

For two years after graduate school, I taught journalism and English at the college level at my alma mater. I also lectured on filmmaking theory and practice to local high school students. When my adjunct gig was up, I moved to Los Angeles.

As a freelance writer living in LA, I’ve been lucky enough to work on a pretty broad variety of projects, including travel writing, software technical documentation, search marketing copywriting, and even trivia writing. I also volunteer as a humane educator at the SPCA-LA and as an occasional office worker at the Writer’s Guild Foundation.

Some other assorted facts about me in no particular order: I’ve been cross-country four times (once by train, thrice by automobile); I worked as an audience wrangler at Super Bowl XXXII; I once partied with the hosts of Canadian Idol; and I was once stuck with a broken-down Cadillac in a small Montana town for half a snowy week while I waited for a replacement choke valve to be shipped in from Billings.

Want to know more? Contact me.