I am a writer: movies, books, songs, poetry....whatever. I took a year off to write myself silly. I bought a 5th wheel and moved to the desert. I am the writer of the novel, Sometimes I Forget To Breathe. I am currently working on 3 screenplays, but really focused on revising one in particular: Sooty In The Field. This is my journal to somewhere. Email me at: freshscreenplays@gmail.com
Monday, October 31, 2011
The SUNDAY Class
Boy, oh boy! The Sunday class is being conducted by a true philosopher. From 9AM - 12Noon, that man was just a parrot: talk, talk, talk, talk , talk. He went through 3 chapters in 3 hours. I was completely brain dead after I left. The purpose of the course is to challenge your mind into digging deeper than what you are programmed to believe and feel. I love the concept, but damn! Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. After 2 hours I was like: what did he say? I looked around the class and everybody had a crazy look on their face as well.