Hi everybody,

Sorry I’ve been away from this for awhile. I hope to never have that long of an absence again. Here is my latest post and thanks for reading and for your great comments.

So the federal government recently cracked down on “for profit” colleges – schools that issue degrees in technical fields supposedly in high demand and promise a high-paying career and a new lease on life. The reason for the crackdown? The schools are graduating students saddled with loan debt and no high-paying job prospects. So here’s my question:

Do film schools qualify for the crackdown?

When I heard this report on the radio, I thought about my years in Graduate School. Film schools aren’t much different than the culinary, beauty and “train to be a Medical Assistant” schools the government has determined need to be reined in. All these schools charge exorbitant tuition and make the same promise of wealth, a lasting career and a better existence. Upon further reflection, perhaps film schools are more egregious because they thrive on a formula of “dreams plus successful matriculation equals fame and fortune” with little-to-no mention of the astronomical odds of success.

This isn’t going to be an USC-bashing blog post. I bleed ‘Trojan blood” and my two years at USC were some of the best in my life; the culmination of a lifelong dream. In the 1970s, my cousin, Dr. Donald Reed, started the Academy of Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror Films – a pioneering organization for genre films underrepresented in Hollywood at the time. His organization still exists and its “Saturn Award” remains a highly respected industry trophy. When I was a kid, my first exposure to film was through my cousin’s weekly film screenings at USC’s Norris Theater. I was fascinated by the University and made the vow that I was going to go to college there. My grades weren’t good enough for college, however, based on my burgeoning screenwriting talent, I was accepted into the prestigious, competitive School of Cinema-Television (now the School of Cinematic Arts) Graduate Screenwriting Program. I was one of only twenty-eight students accepted that year and the only African-American male.

My time at USC was glorious. Watching movies in same theater I sat in as a kid. Learning the history of film and the craft of writing from the best minds in the business. There was absolutely nothing better. The University even made it possible for me to see one of my ideas brought to life on the big screen – a short film about a drug-addled Jazz musician. So, I’m not discouraging film school at all. It’s a great place for gestating talent and cultivating relationships that will hopefully translate into future success. My issue with film schools can be summed up by the old saying, “It’s not about what’s said, it’s all about the unsaid”. Say nothing of the fact that two years of student loans equals twenty-four years of steady repayment (do your best to never take a deferment!), but in those two years, I can only remember one occasion when we were given an idea of how difficult it could be to achieve success in screenwriting.

On the last day of classes, the late John Furia, Jr., then Chair of the Writing Division, made a culminating speech. He emphasized the need for us all to make a five-year plan for success. At the end of five years, he suggested we evaluate our benchmarks of success and consider extending the five-year plan into a ten-year plan. Prior to his suggestion, I don’t remember anyone discussing in any great detail the perils of the journey we were undertaking. If they had, we probably would have listened with a jaundiced ear. The steady diet of positive re-enforcement we received over those two years made everyone believe to varying degrees that “failure is a possibility but success is imminent”. In hindsight, the reverse is true – success as a screenwriter is a possibility but the possibility of failure looms large.

There is a federal law called the TILA or “Truth In Lending Act” that exists to promote the informed use of consumer credit. Basically, a bank can’t give you a loan without telling you that you must pay the money back. In investing, there is an inherent understanding that most investments can and do result in you losing your money. I’m proposing the TIFS Act, the “Truth In Film School” Act. The requirement that a school inform students, as they matriculate, just how hard it will be attain the position they are training and paying for. Nestled among the beginning and intermediate screenwriting courses, there should be a course that invites alumni to come back and give talks about what they are currently doing in the entertainment business and what meandering path led them there. Believe me when I say, there would never be a shortage of speakers!

Of the twenty-eight students I graduated with over twelve years ago, one of is a full-time writer on a television series. Another is a screenwriter in film, two others work in television as producer/writers and one other makes independent films. The others work in other aspects of the business, have moved on from screenwriting ambitions, or still chase the elusive brass ring of their first script sale. Success is attainable in realms beyond screenwriting, but it’s based on redefining what success means to you (hence Mr. Furia’s advice).

Sometimes there is power in ignorance. After hearing Han Solo’s plan to evade TIE Fighters by flying the Millennium Falcon directly into an asteroid field, C-3P0 calculated the statistical probability of success and the survival of everyone on board. To which, Han Solo promptly countered:

“Never tell me the odds!”

Sure, Han was right in that case, but then, Han never tried to become a screenwriter. So a little pragmatism in pursuit of a dream can’t hurt. Even if the advice isn’t heeded at the time, at least no one can say they weren’t adequately warned. Do you hear me, film school department heads? Just offer one measly course on how the business REALLY is and how difficult it is to become a working writer. It won’t kill the dream, it will just educate the dreamers. Everyone’s experience is going to be a little different – some will struggle less, some will struggle more, others will have an uncle who’s a producer. That’s the way life works, but a little honesty could make a big difference. Until then, dear readers, this blog will just have to do.

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Before I had taken any screenwriting classes I wrote and produced my first two independent short films, which I figured being a film production graduate prepared me to write the next masterpiece of the short film world, big mistake!

I won’t go into details now but suffice it to say that the first one which was a short documentary on the influence of media on self esteem was actually pretty good, thanks mostly in part to my editor. The second however was in dire need of a really good script consultant and suffered because of my lack of knowledge in how to structure a screenplay, short or otherwise. So embarrassed by my short film debacle I enrolled in a screenwriting class for beginners.

Going into the class I had a few what I thought were fabulous story ideas that I was excited to work on, but the instructor quickly dropped the bomb that we were to write short screenplays ONLY. Naturally my first instinct was WTF I only have feature ideas, no more shorts for me! So I hurried up front to ask if there was a feature film writing course that I could transfer into. I was promptly informed that the only one offered was full, and that this course was the pre requisite to that so I’d have to take it anyways. He assured me that the structure of a short film was basically the same as a feature and I’d learn what I needed to know from his class, he urged me to stick it out.

Now had I really known the truth of the vast differences between writing a short and writing a feature, plus the fact that he was a creative writing poetry/short story major and hadn’t even had a feature script produced or optioned I would have raced from the seminar room screaming for a refund, but I didn’t know any better so I stayed and faced the challenge.

So I had to come up with an idea for a short film PDFQ (pretty darn frickin quick) and then present it to the class. The next week the pitches began, and I’m being kind when I say they were BRUTAL!

Most of the “story” ideas (and I use the word lightly) reminded me of the avant-garde what the heck is that supposed to mean type of stuff that I suffered through during my two years of film production. Few had plot or structure and definitely were lacking a protagonist with a clear goal, which even I knew was the basis of any story, but the instructor being the laisse faire poetic encouraging kind of guy that he was did just that, he encouraged them.

I won’t go into the gory details of the lame ass scripts that I had to read and critique over the next very long and painful ten weeks, but a few fabulous things did come out of this course. One was that I developed my short script Pickle and the Gift which is soon to be published into a children’s book (yeah me!), and second was that I learned to check the credentials of any and ALL future instructors.

Not impressed by this particular school I began to search for an acclaimed screenwriting program where the instructors ACTUALLY worked in the industry and had a body of work under their ultra educated belts. That and the resounding exclamation in my head “you need to get your ass to LA” made me think, why not go to California for a summer? I had nothing to lose and possibly everything to gain (right?).

Which is how I found myself on the I-5 to sunny California and to UCLA.

((see my first film Eating Me here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqP02mtrijg))

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I would like to veer off course a bit today to say I am suffering from severe “resistance”.  There are roadblocks everywhere today, cold shower, bad hair day, great traffic – woohoo, but no parking – boo.

I can’t seem to accomplish anything, including writing this week’s blog.  Usually I have three or four topics I’ve drafted to choose from,  then I decide the morning of post which one I am vibing most for that particular week.  But today…resistance!

Stephen Pressfield talks a lot about resistance in his book The War of Art.  If you haven’t read this book, I suggest you do so, right away if you are stuck too! It is a great read (and a quick one) on the psychology behind “writers block”, the enemy Resistance and how to conquer it.  Once you’ve gone through that pick up Do The Work which will help you through your obstacles.

Every little thing distracts me today; a voice from outside, the neighbor singing in the shower, a hangnail.  You know it’s bad when you would rather clean the bathroom than sit down to create. I have to dig deep into my bag of tricks if I’m gonna knock out 10 pages today.

So, here I am…mostly forcing myself to sit here, staring at the blank e-notebook, counting the cursor blinks, waiting for inspiration to knock down the wall of resistance.  Even the Inspirer needs inspiration sometimes.  Roll play..umm, no.  Word Play!  I write down a word, then write down everything that comes to mind when I think of that word, then I use the Look Up feature to come up with a synonym and then write down everything that seeps into my mind for that word.  And away, we, go…

I actually relish these moments because I know that whatever comes out of what I’ve written today, is a victory for creativity.  The evil that is procrastination must leave, and will leave, it can’t live where it is not fed.

“Procrastination is suicide on the installment plan”, I like this quote!  It propels me to action immediately upon reading it.  Clickity-clack, clickity-clack.

And since three pages is better than no pages, I shall stop there and make a sandwich.

Wright on ye courageous artists!  Procrastination shall hinder no longer.  Tonight, we write!

Moure La Resistance!

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The Knowing: Who am I and why should you care to follow yet another blog about writing in an already saturated world of blogs, vlogs, tweets, status updates, interviews, how to’s, how not to’s, and the A to Z’s of writing? I am a writer just like most of you who are half way between where I started and where I want to be.

I have some success in the writing world including my first “writer for hire” gig on a family feature, several produced short films and web videos, dozens of screenplays in my arsenal, and a series of children’s books coming out but I am still considered a “baby writer”.

Although I am far from being an infant and have years of experiences to share, I suppose you could say that I am suckling on the breast of the Hollywood whore in hopes of growing into a respectable, self realized, actually paid (wouldn’t that be nice!) screenwriter, so I bear the title until I reach mecca where I will be accepted as a fully sanctioned WGA writer.

Back to the beginning, how or when did I realize that I was a writer? Like most writers I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t either carrying a novel, a notebook or a journal, which I could continually scribble thoughts and anecdotes into. This was second nature to me as is, I was later to figure out, writing.

The first time it hit home that I could be a “writer” was in my high school English literature class. I wrote an essay on a really dry book that I recall not particularly liking or even finishing, so instead of writing the usual dull book report I wrote a conversation between two English women discussing the state of modern day American literature with the book as their subject matter.

My instructor was sufficiently impressed by its creativity and uniqueness to read it aloud to the class which was not his usual modus operands (M.O. for simplicity) and I was horrified, embarrassed and I had to admit a little proud. Okay, A LOT proud! That is until I got my grade which was a paltry C+ (dickwad), but I digress.

So was that the momentous occasion that ushered me into the tempestuous world of screenwriting? Not exactly. For years I ignored my natural talent for writing because I had been told, and indeed had proof from many of my friends who majored in creative writing and were struggling to make ends meet that there was no money in it. People who I knew to be creative and talented were working in laymen’s jobs so that they could feed themselves and get by in day to day. With a gigantuous student loan after university I did the same.

For years I did a job, which many people think is glamorous and exciting, but which I grew to despise- set decoration on mainly really bad television, mow’s and a few paltry low paid films. Having read hundred’s of mediocre yet produced scripts I began to question just how these people got these “writing gigs” and what I needed to do to get one. So I began to ask around.

The answers were to take classes, write a spec script and win at festivals, then get an agent and get your ass to L.A. And so my journey began.

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Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. It’s a saying of which the origins are unknown, often changed and vastly re-quoted. I have had many discussions with writer friends about sharing their works and find most people to be deathly afraid of doing so almost to the point of reclusively reworking their piece over and over ad nauseam…alone. I know this may strike up a bit of controversy and hope at the very least some deep conversation but I’ve come to believe it to be very flattering when someone steals my ideas. That’s how I know I’m on the right track.

A few years back I was in the throws of career crisis. I had grown complacent and was looking for a new passion, new inspiration. So I took up painting. I had just purchased my first home and had no money for artwork so I decided to create my own. I started out freehand at first and after destroying canvas after costly canvas turned to the Internet for inspiration.

I came across “the Caged Bird” by John Byram Shaw and it evoked such emotion. I was not alone, even the title has spawned multiple songs, poems and in addition many drawings and paintings. Now, I’m not even sure if Mr. Shaw was the originator of the imagery or if he himself had imitated another artist, but I was inspired to create. Once finished I proudly hung my imitation on the wall and invited my friends to marvel at my creation, albeit extremely impressionistic. When I heard a woman exclaim my great idea and that she would do the very same the next day, I was so angry.

“How dare she steal my idea!” which I admit was ridiculous cause I had stolen the idea from countless other bare walled and poverty stricken home dwellers.

Months later when at a gathering at her house I had the opportunity to view the painting…

”It’s nothing like mine”, I sighed.

Well of course it wasn’t, it was her interpretation, her creation. We were two different people, with two different experiences and when faced with the same idea came up with two different paintings (and she was a far better painter than I).

The same is true with writing. Ideas are not copyrightable, we all know that, and still we grip our stories to death in fear of their being stolen. What you are selling, what is being paid for, is your interpretation; how you tell the story. So I decided to embark on an experiment. In working with two separate clients I gave them an exercise – I wrote down a concept, title and protagonist archetype on a piece of paper and put it in a bowl and asked them both to pick from the bowl (unbeknownst to them both the bowl was full of papers with the same concept, title and protagonist written on them; devious, I know). Two weeks later in reading their pages, my suspicious were confirmed. Both stories based on the same “idea” were completely different, both great stories.

It’s been a long time since I’ve worried about people stealing my ideas. I am flattered and stand confident in knowing that my storytelling is uniquely mine and others may or may not be better but we can both be sold.

1. Deep Impact vs. Armageddon – 1998
2. The Illusionist vs. The Prestige – 2006
3. Antz vs. A Bugs Life – 1998
4. Truman Show vs. Ed TV – 1998/1999
5. Supernany vs. Nanny 911 – TV and unscripted but hey, it works.

And yes I “imitated” these from someone elses list.

“When a thing has been said and said well, have no scruple. Take it and copy it” ~ Anatole France

What say you?!

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The good ole’ summertime boasts a ton of inspiration with it’s summer blockbusters, summer vacation, summer fairs, art walks and a slew of barbeques, picnics and festivals. I love summer!

Of course, living in Southern California with it’s year round sunshine doesn’t make the summer any more special than the rest of they year, but it’s still my favorite. Even the 9-to-5′s seem more relaxed in the summer months.

I come from a long line of revelers so family cookouts and picnics are always in abundance; Memorial Day, 4th of July, multiple birthdays, right on through to Labor Day. It’s a time to catch up on the family comings and goings, births, weddings…divorces; life. It’s the perfect time for people watching! Some of the most memorable characters and story ideas come from family moments – “Terms of Endearment”, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, “Dan in Real life”, “Spanglish” – let’s face it, our families are hilarious, or tragic; either way, great story generators.

At my last family barbeque I eavesdropped on my 95-year-old uncle desperately trying to understand a 9-year-old cousin’s fascination with PSP2 over playing outdoor sports. One afternoon generated 27 post-its of story ideas.

And as I sat there observing and scribing, my aunt who is 62 years young, recently forced into retirement and bored out of her mind explained to me how desperately she wanted to find something meaningful to do with her days. It wasn’t about needing the money, it was about being needed. And as we sat brainstorming opportunities it hit me; she had always been the caretaker, at home, at her office, never missed a birthday and always had a card to give for any occasion. I suggested she apply for a re-education grant and go back to school to which he replied, “Child please, I’m too old for that!”. But as I explained the “Yes, and” philosophy and discussed nursing certification programs that would train her to work part-time as a caregiver in nursing homes and hospitals I could see a bright flicker in her eyes and my first client session was born. Not to mention I got a great story idea out of the exchange.

So I recommend you get out, spend time with the Fam now while there’s still a little summer left. You’ll be surprised at what will peak your creativity. And if you don’t like your family all the more funny, or tragic but still a great story.

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Out of the mouths of babes come the most inspirational gems. I recently find myself in the presence of many little personalities as more and more of my friends have taken to procreating.

Children are inspirational wonders and, I find, masters of the Yes and philosophy. To watch them create is truly a learning experience. They say yes to everything, their world is limitless!

Yes, ladybugs CAN talk and embark on adventures with their Butterfly and Earthworm friends and have tea at noon.

I was once teaching a dance class to 3 through 5 year olds and upon explaining how tired I was after a morning of chores, one of my students exclaimed, “Ms. Coco, You should get a husband, then he’ll do all the work for you”.
Duly noted. “I’ll look into that”, I retorted.
“Well you better hurry up or all the good ones will be taken”, she added as she chassed across the room.

Yes, kids say the darnedest, Inpiring-ist things. And out of that exchange came a short story called Honey Dew about a confirmed bachelorette who builds a company of husbands for hire, kind of a twist on the Stepford Wives. (This one I’m sure can be salvaged for a screenplay or movie of the week or blog fodder.)

This past weekend I found an inspirational goldmine. I met a friend-in-law’s 9 year old, one of the smartest and quirkiest kids I’ve met in a long time (I’ll call him Jordan). Watching him was like watching greatness in the making; you could see the wheels of his mind churning behind his eyes.

I sat and watched him develop a storyline between his little sister’s Barbie doll and a broken green army action figure (like the one’s from Toy Story) defending the universe from alien wasps nesting under the porch. As one or two other children joined in to conquer the wasp infestation I was certain they would prevail and rid the porch of the annoying little pests or we’d all be stung to within an inch of our lives.

I watched them build a vehicle out of paper plates, Styrofoam cups and saran wrap to transport the dolls to safety while the little green army men along with flying matchbox cars and a Spidey Build-a-bear protected them with tiny drink umbrellas. Yes and was alive and at work in my friends backyard. Where else could a 1 inch green plastic figure with bound feet fight as fiercely as a 15-inch plush toy?

If you want to experience Yes and in it’s purest form, watch children at play. If you don’t have kids of your own, borrow some from friends or neighbors. Just don’t hang out at playgrounds watching them, cause that’s creepy. Or a different kind of story depending on what you’re writing.

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Inspiration is everywhere. I certainly didn’t intend to start out my first post for L’Inspiration Station with such a cliché. Cliché or not, I find that the most mundane part of the day can go on to inspire an entire book or screenplay or color scheme for my new bedroom. So in the spirit of inspiration being everywhere, I set out this morning to open myself up to whatever the day would bring by saying “Yes, and…”

“Yes, and”, to the feel of the satin pillowcase against my cheek; “yes, and”, to the aroma of the scented candle I lit before I went to bed the night before; “yes, and”, to the garbage truck that woke me at 6am.   And as the truck moved onto the next building, still close enough to disturb my re-slumber, “YES, AND” — that I actually said out loud, to which my boyfriend asked “Yes and what?”

After a brief (or actually not so brief) pause for “yes and what” (ahem), I sprung out of bed and got my day started. “Yes, and”, to a super hot shower and to the low battery in my motorized toothbrush.

Then it hit me, slowly and surely my mind wandered from the leisurely brushing and mass of toothpaste foam in my mouth to remembering to pluck my eyebrows to an article about people who suffer from Dermatillomania (compulsive skin picking) — to the kind of person who picks said skin — to a seemingly normal character in a dysfunctional family who is secretly a Dermatillomaniac, picking their skin raw…whew!

Ah ha, I have a character I can build on. I rush to the notebook, can’t find a pen, pick up my phone to record this stream of creativity. After 15 minutes of rambling on about my character and his/her family traits and relationships, I now have a partial outline for a drama or comedy or dramedy with a flawed central character.

And that’s how this day started!

I have had the unique opportunity to pursue my passions and make a very good living for the last 15 years all because I began my journey with Yes and. My greatest hope is that I inspire you to create works of art, fulfill your wildest dreams or make your passion your livelihood (or your livelihood your passion).

Let’s face it, as creative artist we probably hear no more times in a day than a toddler learning to walk.  Everywhere we go, no, no, no…

Here at L’Inspiration Station there is only “Yes, and…”.  And what else you may ask? Well, that’s what I’m most looking forward to! Your “Yes, and” moments.

So while I am now twenty minutes late, I say “Yes, and”, to the rest of the day leaving myself open to each inspirational moment. And as I simmer in the kindness of inspiration, a flash! Not an idea, a red light camera. Buggers, I just got a ticket…YES, AND…?

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In 1995, my ex-girlfriend and I had broken up and she started screwing a guy she said was an “up-and-coming” screenwriter (in more ways than one!). My jealous nature led me to prove that I could be just as good…at writing. Based on feedback I had received about the strength of my writing over the years, I combed the entertainment trades for opportunities. In hindsight, I was greener than a pine sapling, clueless about the business and how it worked. They say God looks out for babies and fools and I certainly wasn’t a baby! From an ad in the Daily Variety, I responded to a “call for entries” to a screenwriting fellowship sponsored by comedian Bill Cosby and his wife, Camille. An application to the Guy Hanks – Marvin Miller Screenwriting Fellowship required a full-length feature or television screenplay and I had never written anything for the screen.

At my undergraduate university, I was minoring in creative writing. I went to see one of my writing professors to ask for his help in writing my screenplay. To his credit, he didn’t blow smoke up my ass. He told me that writing screenplays was not his area of expertise and that I should talk to another of my professors, Mona, who had written for television for number of years. I will always be grateful for this referral because Mona not only agreed to mentor me through my screenplay and fellowship application, but I discovered a beautiful person and, over the years, we have remained great friends.

Mona took me down to the Writers Guild Library and showed me where I could read screenplays by the great writers of film and television. She also read my pages, gave me notes, and coached me through the writing of my first script. Like a physical trainer, Mona was the person I did not want to disappoint each week. I wrote with purpose because nothing would make me feel worse than looking her in the eye and admitting I didn’t have any pages to give her – I would be abusing her time and commitment, most of all, I would be cheating myself.

I should also give special mention to the books by Syd Field, “Screenplay” and its companion, “The Screenwriter’s Workbook”. These books are excellent primers on storytelling for the screen, the three act structure and the screenwriting process. As you write screenplay after screenplay and refine your craft, you may find Syd’s approach to be a bit simplistic, but these books are an indispensable place to start. Truthfully, I still use Syd’s three act structure diagram when breaking stories to this day!

I applied to the Cosby fellowship with my newly written screenplay in the summer of ’95. My parents were encouraging, but still pretty adamant that I pursue a career in the law. Law didn’t interest me as much as screenwriting did and after finishing my first script, I was bitten by the bug. My Dad was concerned that I had put all my eggs in one basket. I can remember us talking and me saying, “…when I get into this fellow ship-“.

“IF you get in…” he interrupted.

“WHEN I get in.” I retorted.

I was accepted into the Fellowship a few months later. For the next several weeks, I spent my nights at the University of Southern California, workshopping my script with a professional screenwriter and taking classes in African-American history.

The goal of the Guy Hanks-Marvin Miller Screenwriting Fellowship is to give African-American writers an opportunity to write, exposure to the business of screenwriting, while also encouraging them to write stories using robust, fully-formed characters, which are not stereotypes. I thoroughly enjoyed my time in the program and had the immense pleasure of meeting one of my idols, Bill Cosby, who taught us all a very valuable lesson about professionalism, dignity and dedication. Just before the end of the program, his son was brutally murdered. Speculation arose that Bill would not make his traditional appearance on the final day of classes, and honestly, no one expected him to. Not only did Bill show up, he arrived early, engaged us all in conversation and showed genuine interest as we talked about our script ideas. He is a genuine humanitarian and a class act in every sense.

I can’t stress enough the need for every beginning writer to have four things: a motivation, a mission, a mentor and some moxie! Okay, so the last one is a bit dated, but it sounds better when they start with the same letter. Your motivation can take many forms: an ex who starts dating a screenwriter, an idea for a movie or TV show that you just HAVE to turn into a screenplay, etc. Your motivation will carry into your mission – a goal with realistic, attainable objectives and a firm end date so you know when you’ve succeeded. Your screenwriting mission should spur you to find a mentor, someone or something that assists you as you write. A mentor may be a publication or person who helps you work out your story, reads your pages and give notes, promises to give your script to someone when you finish, or acts as a supportive shoulder to lean on when you have doubts about finishing your mission. The moxie is the courage and determination to see your mission through. It’s the glue that holds everything together; the internal fire that will keep you writing and refining. You either have the moxie to write or you don’t, it cannot be taught.

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Welcome to my first installment of The Unwritten Truth.

If I could put virtual construction cones around this blog or one of those signs that says, “Pardon Our Dust – Under Construction”, I would post them here. I’m just getting to know the blogosphere, but when it comes to trying to get screenplays optioned and sold, I’m a chiseled vet, fifteen years into my bid, walking the yard with a face full of tattooed teardrops (that’s the best prison analogy I can muster).

My reason for writing TUT is very simple: Whether you’re just getting into screenwriting or you’ve been pursuing your dream for a while, there are a zillion resources for crafting your screenplay, but there are unwritten truths no one ever really talks about. These truths speak directly to the challenges of coping with the writer’s life as you navigate “the business” and its many pitfalls. The almost schizophrenic existence you will most certainly lead as you live your life while trying to get your script into the hands of someone who can say “yes”. Understanding how rare that occurrence is, yet consistently believing – script after script – that victory lies just around the corner will wreak havoc on your mind, not to mention your life goals and objectives. The effect is akin to the words in the poem, “A Dream Deferred” by Langston Hughes:

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

These unwritten truths and how you deal with them are more important than the tautness of your three-act structure, whether your scenes are sequenced correctly, or whether your protagonist should die at the end of your script. The reality is that you can prepare for pending screenwriting success as long and as hard as you like and it may still elude you. I’ve come to find that “the big script sale” has more to do with luck and timing than arduous preparation. But in chasing your dream, the choices you make in your “real life” can produce successful results according to terms you define and in ways you didn’t even imagine.

A bit about me, I graduated with distinction in screenwriting from the University of Southern California School of Cinema-Television, now the School of Cinematic Arts. While there, a short film I wrote was nominated for a Student Academy Award. Over the years, I’ve been represented by the Gersh Talent Agency, private managers, and most recently, the Principato-Young management firm. I’ve worked with producers, had my share of meetings and pitches, had a couple of my scripts optioned and read by major stars, but still the “big sale” eludes me. This puts me in a simultaneous minority and majority – I’ve gone farther than most, but not as far as some. In that time, I’ve had to make choices about how I was going to make a living and still write. I’ve under-employed myself just to have time to write, I’ve written while unemployed, heck I’ve even written while over-employed! I’ve written while trying to decide if I’m going to get married, have a child and buy a house. I’m very happy to say that I’m still married with a wonderful child – two of my best development deals ever! Those are just some of the unwritten truths I’m referring to. There’s no right or wrong way to pursue your dream of being a screenwriter, but how you deal with these choices can make the difference between putting important aspects of your life on hold in pursuit of your writing goals, or packing your dream away while you deal with what life can throw at you.

My former writing professor and now great friend, Mardik Martin (“Raging Bull”, “Mean Streets”, “New York, New York”), always says: “Things are not as bad as they seem…they’re much worse.” While I think that he’s 100% correct, I’m going to do my damndest to not make this a negative blog. After all, to write consistently, you need to remain positive and each new script brings with it fantastic optimism. I will blog about my experiences – ups, downs, highs, lows – and if what I write here helps even one person (hopefully more), then my reason for revealing The Unwritten Truth will have been worthwhile.

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