May 25, 2016
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Is that a Script in Your Pocket?

Okay, ladies (and maybe some of you men). Get ready to start your anger engines with this annoying tidbit of writer reality. I’m about to describe […]
May 18, 2016
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Do You Know Who I Am?

A girl friend of mine had been clothes shopping at a Ventura Boulevard boutique when she heard a woman screech: “Do you know who I am?” […]
May 11, 2016
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Prince and Me.

After the very recent and tragic loss of Prince, I was moved by a powerful Facebook post penned by my friend and neighbor Annie Guidice. In […]
May 4, 2016
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Baaad Dialogue.

Yeah. This post is about lousy dialogue. You know it when you hear it, see it, read it, sound it out on your own tongue, and […]
April 27, 2016
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It’s My Pity Party.

Though I write from the love of what I’m writing—be it book, blog, or movie—it’s always with a slightly heavy load. And that would be the […]
April 20, 2016
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Con Job, Part 5.

My French friend and film director (with whom I was developing a French film about famed French con man, Christophe Rocancourt) was asking me to give […]
April 13, 2016
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Con Job, Part 4.

After all my research, including a week with Christophe Rocancourt in Paris, I’d learned only one thing for absolute certainty; the con man maintained a tenuous […]
April 6, 2016
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Con Job, Part 3.

All grinning aside, a stare down from famed con man, Christophe Rocancourt, was nothing short of unpleasant. (For more context, read Con Job, Part 1 and […]
March 30, 2016
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Con Job, Part 2.

After flying some six-thousand miles and going thirty-six hours without a lick of sleep, I’d just told famed con man, Christophe Rocancourt, that he was full […]
March 23, 2016
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Con Job, Part 1.

“I’m in!” I said with unreserved relish. “Can’t wait to start.” What I was so damned excited about was—of course—an opportunity to write something that was, […]