Tanvi Abraham

Now in NEW YORK CITY!

My first stories were, to put it mildly, awful. There was no plot, no cohesion, honestly was more of a convoluted rip-off of

much better stories. And yet those tales, which had way too many twists and not enough narrative, were me and my

brother’s favorite memories. In entertaining the two of us, I saw the importance of those stories, even the worst ones,

even the ones that just include yourself. To this day I still indulge in my love of fantasy, sometimes acting them out--often

to the annoyance of my neighbors.