Here is a brief gallery of some of my social media content while working at the Community Bible Church of Savannah. This job also included attending and photographing events, editing photos that were taken, posting live Instagram stories, daily Facebook/Instagram posts, daily blog posting/editing, as well as replying to messages.
Read MoreThis was a project I did for Douglas Pullen in June of 2020. He sent me legal documents on divorce proceedings and asked me to summarize them into a scripted format that would be easy for a viewer to understand. It comes across as quite dry, but when it comes to divorce proceedings, clarity is key. This is the finished script.
Read MoreI was asked to write a post of encouragement during the stay at home issue in Savannah to the Community Bible Church of Savannah’s website. A theme of the book of Job is isolation, this time it’s just woven into a more hopeful narrative.
Published to cbcsavannah.com April 17, 2020
Read MoreThis is a creative nonfiction piece I wrote about the night that my parents met. ‘Goodnight’ was published in the 2018 issue of Artemis. Creative nonfiction was fun to play around with, I enjoyed blending a true story with some imagination. A lot of my inspiration came from Michael Chabon’s ‘Moonglow.’
Read MoreThis was such an incredible opportunity to be able to interview a wonderful actress. Chloë was so kind and offered incredible insight on the balance of health and work in a career that you love, however taxing it may be. This interview was posted to District’s website on November 3, 2018. On their Facebook page, the video has been watched 1.8k times and shared 18 times.
Read MorePublished to scaddistrict.com October 31, 2018
On Monday, Armie Hammer was interviewed at the SCAD Museum of Art about the ups and downs of his work so far. Hammer spoke openly and candidly about the roles that have made him who is he is. He was animated, charming, and unapologetically himself. He more than highlighted his career; he told us his story.
Read MoreRusso’s was a quaint café restaurant that almost everyone Emma knew just cooed over. It was a nice place. It always seemed fresh and in bloom no matter what the season was. It had indoor seating, big windows that let in a lot of light, and AC that hardly functioned properly. Maybe that had changed; after all, she had only ever been there one time. She did drive past it a lot, but she just couldn’t quite make the time for it. She had only ever been there with Thomas.
Read MoreThe thing about Morris Hall is that most people don’t even know that it is there. I certainly didn’t. I think that’s the main appeal to the place, that secretive getaway feeling. To tell you the truth, I don’t enjoy most campus buildings; but I have had some of the best times in Morris Hall. It’s a building that feels to me like an old friend.
Read MoreI, like most stereotypical girls, am always a sucker for anything romantic. Books, songs, movies, you name it. I overindulge, obsess over it, and then get burnt out on it and occasionally look back on it fondly. However, there is one song that just sticks out to me from all the others. ‘Heathrow’ by Catfish and the Bottlemen is simply unlike any other love song I’ve heard. It’s haunting, it’s swaying, and it always leaves me wanting more.
Read MoreIt was a hot day and her AC was out, but Irene didn’t bother with it. These days, she couldn’t be bothered by much. She had an idle routine, quilting and stitching until the tips of her fingers split. She never really worried about that either, just taped them up and kept working. Day in, day out. Every Thursday morning at noon she would go to a little shop in town and drop off some quilts to get a little spending money for the usual: coffee, toast, thread.
Read MoreIt had been half an hour since a man in black had arrived on his doorstep to tell Hank that he was dead. It was six in the morning, and he was groggy from being woken up. Now, in an ever growing silence, the Man in Black sat on the sofa while Hank sat across from him in an armchair. The Man in Black ate the mints out of the bowl Hank kept on his coffee table. Hank stared at the cross on his wall for the longest time until he spoke up.
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