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 BarricadesKey decision in my run up to the next screenplay is selecting the music tracks. Even if things all get tossed out, I like building a file of songs that catch the flavor. Bossa is of course Brazilian built for yearning, heartbreak and pathos. You want to dance you’ll play a samba. Bye, Bye […]
Read More Blame it on the Bossa NovaOccupational hazards abound for the writer. Sitting at a desk all day, incessant use of reading glasses, fighting off the flurry of notifications our digital overlords have embedded on our phones, iPads, and desktop computers. Exercise patterns have changed, there is now a daily bike ride to account for. I’m averaging 100 miles a week, […]
Read More bike ride bijouRevisions to the screenplay continue at a measured pace. I unpacked a lengthy exchange between two characters, that helped with flow. I’m still miserable about trying to hide a few key facts without bringing the narrative to a grinding halt. The manuscript is in Word on my computer and iPad, I can read while I’m […]
Read More finish the lineComing up with plans—
Read More Plot as Epiphany—First 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 RiverOnce I finish this script, I’ll start another.
Read More How Film Fly’s—The megadrought we are suffering turns out to be the perfect civilization threatening weather for my new companion— Montara manzanita—
Read More Password for Fix is YardworkI write a novel after making a plan. The initial work includes list of scenes I want to put my list of characters into. I want them to have to go through some things on the way through the story. I knew that planning a novel about saving 2500 acres of oak woodlands was going […]
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