Pod-Love Piece

A Single Falling Domino

A Single Falling Domino

Podcasting for me started as a single falling domino which ultimately toppled many more and positively changed my life.

When my friend and I first thought to start a podcast, we were just lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, and thinking out loud. At some point, I’d listened to and enjoyed some podcasts, but I hadn’t ever lent them much value in my life.

The Sad Author's Guide to Roleplaying Games

The Sad Author's Guide to Roleplaying Games

I don’t really write anymore. Not like I used to, anyway. I used to spin novels out of nothing without breaking a sweat, used to throw short stories together as easy as breathing, because once upon a time, I was a writer. Nothing made me happier than building a world brick by brick, populating it with people, and flooding my mind with their scenes, their conversations, the countless directions their stories could take. It was invisible to me, but completely essential, as if half of my heart was always in a world of my own creation.

You, Me, and a Podcast

You, Me, and a Podcast

At a very early age, I knew I wanted to be a storyteller. I wrote my first story when I was five. In elementary school, it was all about writing short stories. In middle school, it became about poetry and novels. In high school, I moved on to writing and producing stage plays and screenplays. And that stayed with me through college and into adulthood—the visual form of storytelling became my absolute passion.

And then I fell into podcasting.