Bear of Grief

fringing my consciousness hoary, corpulent, always waiting just outside the door its taunting, laughing growl claws bared, paws raised to strike, indiscriminately I do not give permission I do not open the door to wreak havoc upon my spirit yet unwelcoming it comes splintering the door but far worse concealed … Continue Reading Bear of Grief

Why I love Movies

Just watched The Descendants… …and that is why I want to make movies, write scenes that cut through the bullshit of our lives and find the truth beneath the surface. To clearly display the hurt, anger, disappointment, disillusionment and the multi-faceted complications we face each day. So an audience member, … Continue Reading Why I love Movies