I want to be a writer. I have always wanted to be a Storyteller. I aspired to being an actor when I was in high school. I became an Technician (Air Traffic Control Radar Repair) in the Marine Corp. What a stretch. Now I am here at the threshold of this next chapter in my life. Let's do it Baby.
...oh yeah, I have a thing for comedy.
Now here we go.
I bought the full version of Final Draft 12, with a Military Discount. I bought the program on the strength of an associate in the moving picture business I met while we were working as Hands in Local 115. Why Final Draft and not Celt-something or a freeware writing program.
I am not a novelist. I am not looking to best my favorite authors Charlie The Dickens or Johnny Grisham.
I want my mental pictures to be seen on the silver screen.
I want to be in people's homes, hearts, and culture, always on their minds.
I wanna be Different Strokes, All in The Family, The Huxtibles, a verse in Hip Hop that has not yet been spoken.
I want to write about the strenght of the concrete Tupac broke thru. Giving the formula of that mixture.
Explain how being down to Earth is light years better than living in Nigga Hell or going to White Jesus (pronounced "Hey-Zeus") Heaven.
Link this all to maintaining the "being verbs" : Black and Proud. Less we forget that Pride (a noun) comes before a fall. So as to get humanity to be Hip (to the downfalls of systems) and Hop (over this pitfall of standing still, letting the past catch up and swallow us whole: repeating a cycle of demise).
Write Power to the People I must.
Write On?
Write On!
Thee Lord Londen
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