John-Andrew O'Rourke Director // Writer
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John-Andrew O'Rourke

Aspiring director and screenwriter. All the lonely Starbucks lovers will tell you I'm insane.

Mexican Vacations, Last Memories, and Death

Orange

As a self-employed twenty-something bachelor, I’ve had the flexibility over the last 5 or 6 years to accompany my grandparents on their annual vacation down to Mexico. The arrangement is pretty simple: I cover the cost of my ticket and my food while I’m there, and they provide me with a room in their villa. There have been a couple of years where even this greatly discounted deal has...

Breakup on the Beach

Several beach houses

Back in 2016, a friend of mine needed quotes for an article he was writing for Verily Magazine, so he asked a bunch of guys the following question: how have previous experiences with breakups and rejection affected the way you interact with women? I was in Mexico at the time, and instead of heading directly from breakfast to the...

Who Made Man’s Mouth?

Moses approaches the burning bush, from the movie The Prince of Egypt

My parents ruined movies for me. You see, when I was a kid we didn’t have over-the-air TV, let alone cable. All we had was one VHS player and twenty or thirty pre-approved tapes which I was allowed to watch once a week on Sundays. Nine kids later, my parents allow my siblings to watch TV every day at 5 p.m., but that’s a story for another time. Suffice it to say, I got very familiar...

Masculinity and Vulnerability

A man looking into the shards of a broken mirror

If you’re on Instagram, you may be familiar with the trend among girls using the app to go over the top in wishing their girlfriends a happy birthday. They’ll post 3 or 4 different pictures to their story, each with a heartwarming (if cliché) caption like “I don’t know what I’d do without this girl in my life” or “this chica means everything to me”...

The Woman

A woman looking out over the water

The first beam of light slipping through the pane of her solitary window early that morning found the woman already awake. It was her custom to rise before the break of dawn to sit for a few moments with her only son before going about the day, but that wasn’t why. The truth is, that night she had hardly slept.

Shawn the Ex-Crip

A pair of hands

Have you ever noticed that hotel front desks are almost always an ungodly height? For a desk, at least. And only on the outside – the attendant’s side is usually pretty normal. You might think this is just an aesthetics or security thing (it’s much harder to jump over something tall), but I think the reason is much simpler: elbows. I rarely walk into a hotel in a state other than...

Coco’s “Remember Me” is Even More Moving in Spanish

Pixar's movie Coco

It was a spur-of-the-moment kinda thing. Instead of going with a friend or sibling, I drove to the AMC Showplace 17 in Indianapolis on my own for an evening screening. I had the whole row to myself, and aside from the three young ladies sitting directly behind me, I was alone. The lights dimmed, the trailers rolled, the customary Pixar short film played, and then the main event began. Coco. I was...

Deformed Gifts

A Christmas gift

My fondest Christmas memory is not of something I got as a kid. It’s not a song, a scent, or a snowfall, not a tree, lights, or a star. It’s not even of something that I gave.

No, my fondest Christmas memory is of a Play-Doh cup.

Allow me to explain.

God Cares About Football

Andrew Luck dives into the end zone

The Colts were my world as a kid. I watched every game, read every article, cried when they lost and cheered when they won. I was obsessed. Whenever there was a choice between spending time with my family and watching a Colts game, I would choose the game.

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