Hi! I’m Riley.

When I was fifteen I decided I wanted to be a musician, poet, and essentially Keith Richards. Instead some other fun things happened. Like winning the CA State championships in mountain biking (because in NorCal why wouldn’t every high school have a mountain bike team?). And later making my Hollywood debut in such blistering roles as restaurant patron and office worker #7 (uncredited—see my IMDB).

Over time, years of bar gigs, working as a butcher by day, and somehow having a stint in tech, have helped turn my hands and ears into the copy-producing appendages they are today. That, and looking at lots of ads too.

If you ever need help filleting a bluefin tuna—or just writing things down—hmu!

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riley.prater@gmail.com

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