My greatest literary pursuit thus far is convincing my pre-k, kinder, and first-grade teachers I knew how to read. A few tips if you’re looking to do this: narrate the pictures, know which seat reads last, and pretend to struggle with the longer words (stay humble). If you’re curious who coined the phrase, “fake it ‘til you make it” look no further.
My tenuous relationship with language breathes life into the Nick Miller quote, “I’m not convinced I know how to read. I think I’ve just memorized a lot of words.” Not to brag, but my scrabble game has a very large word bank. I like other people’s words too-- I am fascinated by spoken word poetry, enthralled with the way slang evolves, and bewitched by those who break grammar rules. The English language is something I have never fully understood, so I am fascinated by it.
My nature is enthralled with the unknown. Thank god this ‘lust for life’ isn’t limited to language. I also enjoy hikes so long I’m not sure if I’ll make it back, the entirety of the do it yourself movement, and long hours spent looking mysterious at the antique mall. My imagination is so vivid I frequently confuse my daydreams with real-life; I promise the inside of my skull looks like Alice in Wonderland. I’d like to think my unique perspective on the world makes my work in advertising at least refreshing and at best too absurd to be consumer facing.