walked away from this pub with an idea for a movie I believed in inspired by some of the people I had met there (I still remain friends with many people I met, but that’s a whole different story). Banging away at my computer writing like a man possessed was a catharsis for me as a screenwriter. I felt a release of tension as each line and scene hit the page.
Three months later the movie script The Roach was completed. Having stopped going to screenwriting workshops, the only people who could offer feedback immediately were friends I had known since high school. I gave them all copies. They thought it was pretty good. My friends are a brutally honest bunch, but you can only put so much stock into what friends or family say about your writing.
Living in the Inland Empire, roughly 60 miles outside of Los Angeles, I wasn’t in the loop to network at hip places where