“I think we need to show all aspects of black lives. I love Moonlight. I love Hidden Figures, but I also want to see some people who are having fun.”
—Tracy Oliver, screenwriter of Girls Trip and Barbershop: The Next Cut
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As most of you already know, I recently left the cold, wet, dour grayness of New York City to bask in the bright, warm, sunshiny glory of Los Angeles. Oh my, I had a fucking wonderful time.
And so, in this and in upcoming blog posts, I will share with you my adventures in El Pueblo de Nuestra Señora la Reina de los Ángeles del Río Porciúncula, aka the City of Angels, aka La La Land.
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“And then, because he could not stand to do otherwise, Paul Sheldon rolled the last page out of the typewriter and scrawled the most loved and hated phrase in the writer’s vocabulary with a pen: THE END.” —Stephen King, Misery
In September, screenwriter Scott Myers and his popular site Go Into the Story (GITS) hosted yet another Zero Draft Thirty script challenge, and instead of using the challenge to pen a new, whole ass screenplay as I’d planned to do, I decided to wrap up the one I’d currently been working on. And it is with no small measure of satisfaction that I can report that, yes, I did finish my second spec screenplay of the year on Sept. 30.
The script is titled Side Chick, and yes, it is based on the idea I’d come up with for my next novel — and hey, who’s to say I won’t use the script as the basis for the book and see what happens after that? But whatever, the screenplay is 90 pages of thrills, sex, violence, and humor all blended into a story that I hope an audience would find entertaining.
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And it’s not going to be Hollywood Whisper … aka Truffle Butter.
For a while I’d been toying with an idea I’ve titled Side Chick. I admit, the plot’s not that innovative: A family man becomes involved with an unhinged woman, shit hits the fan, terror ensues.
And it’s also a story that firmly fits within the genre of “hood fiction” — my first take on hood fiction, Orange Mound, has quickly and recently become a readers’ favorite, and since I’m interested in writing tales that are commercially viable, I’m thinking another trip to the well can’t hurt.
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