I am known for my writing, my Harlem salons and my idea hacks. In fact, my weekly essays to friends--my so-called belle-lettres--landed me my first television writing job!
My original goal for living in New York was to become a magazine editor-publisher, like Clay Felker, but instead I cut my professional teeth as an aide to former president Bill Clinton. Since then, I've done some pretty dope things motivated by my goal of achieving the producing impact of Lucille Ball. Most of my professional career has revolved around 125th Street, as I have clumsily pursued my childhood obsession with the obituaries of Jim Henson and Brandon Tartikoff.
The most satisfying description I have heard of myself is that I am the perfect mix of irreverence, debauchery and sarcasm.
Most accurately, I am a deipnosophist. My voice sounds like Lenny Bruce and Diana Ross had a baby. I manage peak racial frustration by rewatching 12 Years A Slave. I've seen it 12 times. I find the words "piggyback" and "blog" to be incredibly problematic. My three historical crushes are Malcolm X, Frederick Douglass and Alexander Hamilton, in that order, and they influence my Harlem strolling routes. I'm a typical Sagittarius. The three great loves of my life are my grandmother, Harlem and Wellesley College. I don't LinkedIn strangers. No one notices that I haven't been on Facebook in years.
Currently, I am writing for television in Los Angeles.
The illustration is of me (first!) and my muses (Lucille Ball, Michael Jackson, Lorraine Hansberry and Jim Henson) dragging as characters from Alice in Wonderland. Portrait commissioned in 2017 from Georgina Chávez.
Sometimes people say they want to read my next essay. Usually it's from my email to your email, because we spoke about it. But since I write for people I have never met professionally, I am doing the same with my personal writing. I write for adults.
For hiring inquires, you can reach my representatives at the email in the contact box.
Click the button if it is personal.