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The main character is placed in a familiar locale, yet manages to disappear into an unexplored nook therein, forgotten for a time by the rest of the characters, the rest of the story.

chances are you or someone you know has a King Edwards cigar box and unknowingly made a time capsule out of it.

Screenplays make little white dots, lots of them.

A vintage room monitor finds its way into my script. Sometimes you have to wait for the little things that finish an idea.

Plot line diagram from last summer when I first went back into the script after 4 years and wanted to get a sense of direction. I haven’t looked at crutches like this since then; a false sense of security when ultimately embracing the unknown.

In the middle of working on a scene last night, I realized the wallpaper of my computer had been a subtle contributor to the writing process over the past several months, along with a good cup of coffee, the right music, and a good block of time to myself.