Love, Simon, actually

I want greater representation for all of us. And for me, I would love to see a cheesy rom-com starring an all-womxn cast. It would be revolutionary and so important for the community.
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Haunted houses and boogeymen

Views from the Outside

As a Black person, I already spend enough of my time looking over my shoulder for very real threats to my safety. Now we have to add supernatural threats to the list? Come on, guys. Give it a rest.
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‘Stranger Things’ have happened

Views from the Outside

I want a film or TV show rich in characters that look like me, that look like Data and Lucas, so that I’ll have no choice but to understand that people like me deserve the chance to experience the incredible.
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Me, you and the Grinch

Views from the Outside

What else was I, a young child of color living in the very white Huntington Beach, California, meant to do with a character like the Grinch? I’d been conditioned up to this point to know that if a character was any color other than white, there was something about them that I’d internalize whether I liked it or not.
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Yes, I’m a film major. No, I don’t have a favorite film.

Cutting Room Floor

When I tell people I’m a film major, I’m met with fleeting expressions of confusion as to why I’m studying film at a school historically not known for its film department. But then, I am always inevitably asked what my favorite film is as if I should have some extra authority on the subject.
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Real life isn’t directed by John Hughes

Cutting Room Floor

I was afraid of making the “wrong” decisions, and consequently, I wasn’t satisfied with the life I was living. Then I watched “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,” a quintessential ‘80s movie.
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All art is quite useful

Work in Progress

When I think about the timeline of my writing career, I draw blanks instead of all the memories that should have cemented in my mind the fact that I am a writer. And yet, I still don’t feel like a writer. But I’m always writing. I’m writing right now.
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My lord and savior, Stevie Nicks

I was wearing my own Sunday best for the Fleetwood Mac concert at Oracle Arena: my lucky jean jacket, a white cropped sweater from my dear friend, a shiny pair of loafers and the delicate feather necklace my mom gave me when I left for college. I was dressed for my lord and savior, Stevie Nicks.
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Artist, interrupted

Work in Progress

Life is really funny: I watched “Girl, Interrupted” for the first time just a few weeks before I landed myself in a psychiatric ward a month and a half ago.
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Music to my years

Work in Progress

I get nervous when people ask me what music I listen to. How do you say, “Literally anything,” without sounding like you’re just a casual listener, especially when I’m anything but casual when it comes to music?
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