I noticed the the chill before I noticed the darkness. How long had I been sitting at the bottom of the staircase leading me back home? Hours must’ve passed between the heat of the afternoon and fall of night. I received my first D+ in second grade. I had an odd sensation as the teacher …
“Why do you love magic?” was written across a white board in the middle of an industrial loft space somewhere in Studio City. The first question I was posed two Mondays ago. Asked in all seriousness and not terribly out of line given I was at an audition for one of the largest electronics companies …