Even a Coin Toss Has Its Critics

My voice — once a proud and lyrical voice — is in peril because I don’t feed it anymore. It’s starving. And sorry,  screenwriters….Screenplays don’t qualify as literature. Or even writing for that matter. More like emotional erector set throwaways with disbelief as a harbinger for all the holes unfilled and each of the readers […]

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The Time I Saw A Ghost

OK. It’s 1998. I had just moved to LA. My brother is living in a room no bigger than a jail cell for two. In the span of a month I had lost all faith in everything I was doing but the hell if I was going to leave and not watch it all crash like […]

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