All my life, I have loved all things creative. Film came to me at a very vulnerable time in my life—I was in my gap year, unsure of my future, struggling with an ED, and deeply depressed. I have no clue what to do with my life.

Then I started watching old films on TCM. Stanwyck, Bergman, Davis—all those stars that shone on screen helped me find my passion for cinema.

Today, I am proud to say that I'm working on a manuscript that takes place in 1980s New York, attending my second theater school (I am trained in the Hagen Technique, Alexander Technique, and currently studying the Method), and have plans to head to Paris to pursue a film production degree.

I have taken advantage of my opportunities as much as I can: attended the Tribeca Film Festival in 2025, interned at a company that worked with the Television Academy, and hope to intern with a film festival this year. But now I need your help.

Please help me chase my dreams. Because for most of my life, I had none. And that was the scariest time of all. Not the uncertainty of how I'll pay for school.

Thank you,

Alice