There's a thing about being a writer.  It's kinda important.

In order to be a writer–a real writer–you gotta do one thing.  That's, you know, write.

My website and my biography and every damned thing I publish about myself attests to this notion that I am a screenwriter.  A professional screenwriter, no less.  Truth be told, however, it's been awhile since I have felt like either a "professional" in the movie biz or a "screenwriter."  Talk, talk, talk with no walk, is what it's felt like.

The reality is I haven't been a writer lately because I have failed to meet the most basic of litmus tests.  Stick the little slip of paper in my beaker brain and it comes out unchanged.  Empty.

All that's changing now.  I am doing something now that I haven' done in awhile.  I am not just talking about working on a new script.  I am actually working on a new script.  FADE IN is a reality, and FADE OUT is just around the corner.

I am relieved that when I am in conversations nowadays, I don't have to feel like I am telling a white lie when people ask me about what I'm "working on."

Thank god.

Writing.  It's good to have you back, stranger.  Don't ever stay away that long again.  In fact, just don't leave.  I need you.  For so many reasons, in so many ways, I need you.