Crazy Diamonds
There’s an idea of a feeling, a sensation that I need to work out. When I realized that how I feel about myself is
The Dreadful Burden of An Open Heart
It's April, and the songbirds this morning are black caps and blackbirds. Wood pigeons and robins. The horse chestnuts are blossoming outside my
Beware the Hollywood Bottom Feeders
I've been watching screenwriting coaches sell the same recycled conventional wisdom for years. Here's my take on the racket.
The Only Stupid Risk is The One You Didn't Take
Another little freeform contemplation, as I was working on the publication schedule for the upcoming essays about my working life. It’s quite a job,
One Black Penny Too Many
I was thinking about the way that we lose time to our turbulent inner states. We interact with people day-in and day-out, often