My mom calls me her little munchkin, my friends call me Romani, the girl I met at the bar last night calls me Steve, but I refer to myself as a storyteller. Since I was a child there has always been a spark of fascination with telling a story. Not the dog ate my homework or the lie to the cops how the dead body got into the quarry kind of story, but the kind of story that changes you, the type of story that makes you feel something. Between writing copy, children books, screenplays, stand up material, and blog posts, I am always trying to create connections to tap into those so called—emotions. The crazy kid who would not stop daydreaming in my parents car and the current version myself are still very similar, we both still hate cabbage, refuse to settle, and we both understand that telling a story can change the world.