Hi, I’m Rachel.

I’m a writer through and through. By that, I mean I’ve had a non-zero amount of Dixon Ticonderoga stuck in my hand ever since I accidentally stabbed myself in third grade.

Sometimes I feel like an alien doing my best human impression. I’ve been told I have Trader Joe’s energy, so I guess it’s working.

I’m not quiet about my stance on the Oxford comma (it’s a must), and even louder about my love of Weezer B-sides from 1995.

I’m looking to learn from passionate people and make something that makes your day a little better.

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