Spring Forward

Nature sprouts. People go outside their homes, put on shorts, take off shirts, dig in dirt, jump in water, and feel gleeful in the renewed warmth. After being cooped up, personal media shifts to in-person.  They look over fences, tender a wave, and greet on the street.  Maybe, just maybe, after their sequestration by winter…

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CUT TO: Your Dream of Screenwriting

FADE IN: INT.  AUDITORIUM Muffled CROWD NOISE as average-looking SCREENWRITER nervously blinks and darts eyes… PULL BACK – …as s/he sits amongst a glamorous audience CUT TO – INT.  AWARDS STAGE Stunningly gorgeous ACTRESS fondles an envelope as gorgeous ACTOR devilishly looks on. ACTRESS                         And the Oscar goes to… CUT TO – INT. …

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The Year Of The Writer

“I’ll revise the first chapter just once more, polish it up, then I’ll head into the next chapter,” she said with the bravado of certain finality. I tilted my head and inhaled deeply.  “Consider accepting the win and moving on.” “What win?  Why?” she asked, scrunching up her face. “Because you have a strong foundation…

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The Last Line: Writing Through Grief

Friday morning before dawn, my mother’s life came to a peaceful end after a 12-year struggle with Parkinson’s Disease. “Dad,” I said on Saturday evening after the visitation as we sat in his home blankly watching TV.  “The minister asked if we wanted to prepare something for her eulogy.”  I mentioned I’d talked to my…

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