Lines are Dead

[Okay, Jose, write something (anything)] So I wrote this on my whiteboard: It’s a little reminder that time isn’t unlimited. You see, these are my targeted deadlines for two screenwriting competitions: I aim to submit two scripts: a short and a feature. The short, Matador and his Depression, needs a few touches, and the feature,Continue reading “Lines are Dead”

Blank Canvas: Shelved

Let me say it: Blank Canvas was not published last month. In its current state, the intended message of the story got lost while filling holes in the subplot, and the array of possible patches strays from the main plot. Thus, instead of blindly writing nonsense to complete the screenplay, Blank Canvas‘ dignity will remainContinue reading “Blank Canvas: Shelved”

21 days till Blank Canvas

The past few drafts of Blank Canvas were complete overhauls then empty busts; the inspiration began hot but quickly cooled to a dead freeze. But here I am, flirting with the original story, but this time it feels fresh: it’s been a few months since I read this rendition of Blank Canvas. The separation spoutedContinue reading “21 days till Blank Canvas”

A Psycho-Interpretation of Major Depression: “The Matador. And His Depression,” 2nd Draft, Screenplay

Hey (guess what? (What?)) Here is the 2nd draft ((???)) of “The Matador and His Depression” ((oh you are going to ignore your thought within a thought just like that. Damn) (ye)) PDF File: Screenshots: (Yeah, I know) I am overcoming depression now (I am extremely confident with that statement ^ (indeed)). Yes, I onlyContinue reading “A Psycho-Interpretation of Major Depression: “The Matador. And His Depression,” 2nd Draft, Screenplay”