In a world of literary giants, no writer looms larger than Bizzy Coy. That is, perhaps, because she is standing on a chair. Once she falls off the chair, you will see that her loom is not particularly large at all. It is now safe to lure Bizzy closer with the promise of an eggy brunch.
Short humorous fiction published in: The New Yorker, McSweeney's, Vulture, The Belladonna, Points in Case, The Establishment
Awards and honors: 2022 NYSCA/NYFA Artist Fellowship in Playwriting/Screenwriting, 2020-21 Fulbright Winner, MA in Creative Writing from Dublin City University, MacDowell Fellowship, DVAA Individual Artist Grant, Puffin Foundation Grant, Platte Clove Artist Residency
My published writings, in a specific order, the logic of which I shan't reveal
Brunch Recipes for When Your Therapist Is on Vacation
How to Move Heavy Furniture by Yourself
Why Must Witches Do All the Chore-Magic?
Surely Nothing Could Go Wrong on This Leaf-Peeping Date
Welcome to Our Broadway Theatre; Please Turn On Your Phones
I'm Taking Sorry Out of My Vocabulary
Red Lobster Would Be Delighted to Assist with Your Marriage Proposal
How to Talk About Your Screenplay in Any Social Situation
What Space-Time Is the Super Bowl?
Call for Submissions to the Lascaux Artist Colony
I'm Sorry I'm Only an Attempted Murderer
Introducing Extreme Paint 'n' Sip
I'd Be Thrilled to Officiate Your Wedding
Congratulations on Your New Baby, Who Must Save Us All
I Can't, I Have to Go Home and Feed My Captive
Please Come to My Shitty Jewelry/ISIS Recruitment Party
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