I am gonna post what I have so far of this screenplay,
The Matador and His Depression, 1st draft.
(please forgive the grammar and spelling lol, my goal that day was to fight and beat my depression)
I need to beat my fear of having my work criticized (honestly, I am more afraid of the fear than the actual criticism (go figure)).
It’s based on my depressive episode a few nights ago, I transmuted what I felt into a story.
Here is a painting that goes along with the short story, it was painted before the screenplay, in the mist of the episode.
With Love and Sincerity,
Jose Michael Rubio
(I need to go to sleep)