Near Life ExperienceSocial-SelfI have something to admit. Things haven’t been great as of late. I know what you’re thinking. “Not great? But I see your Facebook posts and…Oct 27, 2016Oct 27, 2016
Near Life ExperienceKill Your Darlings — when it comes to streaming distribution, perception is everything.I just read this WIRED.com article titled “Netflix and Amazon Offer Indie Filmmakers Hope (And Lots of Money)”. I’ll sum it up for you…Jan 29, 2016Jan 29, 2016
Near Life ExperienceStill the Fat Kid — Part IIThe summer before starting the 9th grade I grew taller, which spread out the fat on my body in a way that made me look slimmer. The reality…May 14, 2015May 14, 2015
Near Life ExperienceStill the Fat Kid — Part II started reading Jonathan Tropper’s first novel, Plan B, this week. Tropper wrote a favorite modern book of mine, This is Where I Leave…Apr 30, 2015Apr 30, 2015
Near Life ExperienceThat Time My Father Didn’t Take Me Camping.My childhood home had a nice size backyard lined at the far edge with overgrown bushes and trees. The vegetative community separated our…Apr 9, 2015Apr 9, 2015
Near Life ExperienceWhy I avoid talking on the phone — FinaleOn Oscar night February 27, 2005 Million Dollar Baby won best picture, Hillary Swank won best actress, Jamie Fox won best actor for his…Mar 12, 2015Mar 12, 2015
Near Life ExperienceWhy I Avoid Talking on the Phone — Part III was unemployed, living in Astoria Queens and running out of money. In other words, I was desperate. The big screenwriting and filmmaking…Mar 5, 2015Mar 5, 2015
Near Life ExperienceWhy I Avoid Talking on the Phone — Part IThere must have been a time in my life when I didn’t get anxiety about using the telephone. It was probably during the dark ages when the…Feb 25, 2015Feb 25, 2015
Near Life ExperienceThe Wheelchair Story — FinaleMy days were spent wheeling myselffrom one classroom to the next on the first floor of the school in the mornings and then in the afternoon…Feb 5, 2015Feb 5, 2015
Near Life ExperienceThe Wheelchair Story — Part IIAt home, I was forbidden from walking up the one flight of stairs to privacy in my bedroom. The family den would become my new sanctuary…Feb 5, 2015Feb 5, 2015