Take 2

Take 2!  The title of this entry carries a couple of meanings.  The first is because this share is a second act to my last piece about compromise in a professional sense.  Now I’m finally getting around to publishing my thoughts and feelings about compromise in relationships [as promised]. The other ‘Take 2’ that claps […]


Your audience! When you write/produce/direct content, your audience is paramount right? Therefore you gotta cater to them. What’s gonna resonate with them? What’s trending? What’s gonna go viral? What’s gonna generate the most clicks? What’s gonna have the broadest reach and capture the most viewers? People pay big money to answer these – you crack […]

Mother’s Day

ACT I SCENE I INT. KRIT’S APARTMENT.  MOTHER’S DAY 2017. Krit, early 30s [but the curls is popping so he looks early 20s OOP] sits on his bed in his one bedroom apartment, handwriting the last of three letters. He signs off the final letter and folds it up into thirds before placing them all […]

Fia Palagis

It’s Vaiaso O Le Gagana Samoa / Samoan Language Week! A time to raise awareness of the importance of our mother tongue along with every other language of Te Moana Nui a Kiwa. What usually happens around now is my timeline is inundated with messages of celebration! There’s also another strong narrative that emerges.  It […]

The Untold

Tagged as “The Untold Story of Tupac Shakur”… …but there was nothing “untold” about it. It felt like the writers went through the 2Pac Wikipedia entry and focused on the same RETOLD shit everybody’s seen over and over again – the East Coast/West Coast beef, the jail sentence, the shootings. Untold my ASS. No. This […]


The other day in class, I was acting out a scene with a young girl where I had to verbally abuse the shit out of her. I had fun with it and felt confident I had done a decent job of cutting loose. When it came time for feedback, the teacher was pretty positive but […]


Labels!  Created by white people to describe The Other since forever.  That sense of entitlement, to be able to call people whatever they want, is so heavily engrained, it’s genetic.  From some idiot calling me a mulatto to having an acting teacher throw around ‘retard’, drop the N bomb quite comfortably and joke about a […]