Confessions of a Climate Change Comedy Screenwriter
To the north near Carmel is Malpaso Creek and to the south near San Simeon is San Capoforo Creek, between the two is Big Sur. Erupting out of the Pacific Ocean rise the Santa Lucia Mountains. The Coast Highway rises and falls here, its winding path cuts through the steep rock and rubble, the highway […]
Read More Paul’s Slide Changes EverythingTruth as told by a highway traffic control worker turns out to be worth its weight in barricades. Our trip north from Morro Bay up the Coast Highway would terminate 50 miles from our start at Limekiln State Park. This is where we meet the grizzled veteran of many a highway closures. Born in Bakersfield […]
Read More Road Closure Landslide BarricadesWe drive to camp south of Big Sur. We’ll head over to Death Valley for two days, then to Grapevine Canyon Petroglyphs. This last stop isn’t too far from Searchlight, Nevada where the pugilistic Harry Reid got his first haircut and fistfight. I’m still plotting out the next screenplay— Cliffhanger— that’s a working title of […]
Read More CliffhangerI’ll never forget seeing West Side Story for the first time. Until that moment I had thought the American musical could never accommodate what Bernstein, Sondheim and Jerome Robbins would stage for audiences. West Side Story’s impact was like St Peppers Lonely Heart Club Band, 2001 A Space Odyssey—these are not insignificant moments, we don’t […]
Read More What the World Needs Now—I don’t have to use my imagination at all. The story of our climate emergency is volunteered by people I meet while I travel near and far.
Read More Giant Sequoias script inspirationThere are a lot of theories about how this deal got made, but nobody that knows is talking, most of the players in what has been characterized as a sweetheart deal have since left the Land Department.
Read More groundwater giveaway caperFirst time I came out from San Francisco for Casey’s 60th birthday. I had not ever been to a desert home built on the banks of a river. The home is surrounded by a is a mix of mesquite, cottonwoods and sycamore trees. Last night I saw a scarlet tanager. Morning we drank coffee watching […]
Read More House on the Verde RiverWildfire’s are as predictable now as atmospheric river’s and who ever heard of those atmospheric demons until now—
Read More Atmospheric River BluesRolling east next week— it’s the road and it’s out there waiting mile after mile to be devoured. Over the years I’ve kept in touch with people, some are friend’s others are business contacts. If I had not been so frequently back to one place or another it might have not been practical to cast […]
Read More Spartan Shave Kit—Suitcase EfficienciesHad I bent to my other’s will, I would have been laughed out of the pool hall where I played for sport and small change.
Read More Loosening the Blithering Grip