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About Me

This site was created by C.E. Tucker.

Growing up, I was an avid reader and devoured science-fiction and history books as fast as I could check them out from the library. We didn’t have cable in my home, but yet somehow I persevered through the 90’s anyway. In high school, my interests swerved towards math and science, computer science specifically, but story-telling and writing were constantly there, lurking somewhere in the back of my mind.

After I finished my undergraduate degree in computer science at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland, I moved across the country to California to get my masters of fine arts in screenwriting at Chapman University. While in the Dodge College of Media & Fine Arts at Chapman, I was fortunate enough to have several of my scripts produced into short films, including Here’s to Jack, Stories from the Checkout and After Mars. My streak of luck continued to my thesis seminar which was led by screenwriter and director David Ward. After graduation, I have continued to improve my portfolio, reaching such heights as a grand prize win in the Dallas Screenwriter’s Association competition last fall.

To say I have always been a disability advocate would imply I have an impressive resume of accomplishments in that field. I do not. I don’t even know what that would look like. However, I’ve lived my entire life with Escobar syndrome, an ultra rare congenital disorder, and severe chronic asthma. In addition, I lost significant voice function due to a nearly fatal bout of pneumonia in high school. None of these things pushed me into disability advocacy outright, but the realization that I’ve been a walking, talking, and writing example of how disabled people are just like you and me made bringing it to the forefront an inevitable reality.

That is to say, if I can help myself, then I can help others too. Through my writing and living, I seek not to tell the masses they should be aware of or more inclusive towards people like me, but to show the world from my perspective, which is about a foot lower than most, and hope that together we can find common ground. Maybe it’s naive, maybe it’s not. I’m tired of waiting for the world to catch up.