My name is Cameron Cole Christman. Yes, that’s three C’s. Yes my family clearly loves alliteration, and as a copywriting creative cat . . . yes I do too.
A bit about me:
I have always felt a bit aberrant since I came out of the womb.
I spoke my first word at five months, it was Mama, but that was followed by: bye bye, uh oh, dog, light, truck, cheeseburger, McDonalds and Diet Coke. I had only acquired a mere 11 words, and I was already talking about brands. With speaking out of the way, I needed to learn how to read. Which came about exclusively from playing Pokemon Sapphire on the Nintendo Gameboy. Thank you Mudkip.
Then came the task of learning how to write, and due to my 1st grade teacher, I have only written in cursive to this day. I send sincere psychic apologies to anyone who has had to translate my Dr. House chicken scratch.
One of my earliest creative pursuits was photography. I became a published photographer at 9 years old when I submitted a picture of my cat, Miss Huffy, seated in a small car to the once Barnes & Noble available cat meme calendar, “I can has Cheezburger.” The caption read: “Dr. Tiny cat is late for work.”
In high school, I became fluent in American Sign Language with the particular purpose of avoiding a specific Spanish instructor. Aside from academics, I acquired the skill of being able to jump the length of a newborn blue whale horizontally. In my free time, I love wandering into various grocery stores across New York City. On many occasions, I have spent over an hour in the sauce aisles of said stores.
Recently, I’ve been working as a screenwriter and spend most of my time writing for the silver screen. Though, I am strongly considering filming a performance art piece dressed in a white linen suit where I consume an extra saucy rotisserie chicken, sans napkins, without a single stain.
Wish me luck.