🔝 | My Top 10 Posts of 2017

Hey all! So even though we are in 2018 and letting the past go, killing it if we must, I decided to take a look back at some of my more popular posts of last year.

They range from writing updates to thoughts on movies to a random photo of an abandoned building on a busy Los Angeles street. Below are my top 10 posts of last year.

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UPDATE: Why Yes, I’m Still Writing, Thanks for Asking

Yesterday was #BookLoversDay and so I decided to participate by posting the above photo to Instagram. As of today it’s gotten about 96 likes, which isn’t any spectacular but pretty good for me. In any case, one of my friends posted this comment: “Who’s that dude on the bottom?”

Yep, clustered in with such literary luminaries as Toni Morrison, Paulo Coelho, Elizabeth Strout, and Ralph Ellison is a little-known author named Jay Fingers. Continue reading “UPDATE: Why Yes, I’m Still Writing, Thanks for Asking”

Casting My #Screenplay “Roommates”

Now that I’ve gotten some feedback from my beta readers, I’ve finally begun the rewriting process on my most recent screenplay, the romantic comedy Roommates. Yet one of the questions that I kept being asked was, “So, who do you envision playing these characters?”

I can’t speak for any other writers, but when I write, yes, I do picture certain actors in these roles. It helps me imagine the story and, more importantly, the characters. OK, here we go: Continue reading “Casting My #Screenplay “Roommates””

I’m Sorry, Professor Capewell

I’m so sorry, Prof. Capewell. I truly apologize.

You see, George Capewell was one of my film professors at the University of Miami — in fact, he was my very first one. Intro to Film or some such was the course. And, being the big-ass film geek that I am, I did pretty well in his class. And, also, being one of the very, very, very few Black kids enrolled in the university’s film school at the time, I was, well, a standout.

Capewell and I developed a great relationship, and so it got to the point where I asked if he would read my recently completed screenplay, Music City Rhapsody. Despite the title, it was not a musical paean to Nashville; it was, rather, an American Pie-esque teen comedy about how I lost my virginity.

*sigh* Yeah, I know.

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