During Covid lockdown in 2020, I found an old PDF... it was my 1st — and only — screenplay. Something clicked. I redrafted it several times. Started to watch any screenwriting vlog that I could. A fire had started. Nostalgia hit. I’d been in a chair for days on end due to work from home. However, after each late afternoon walk, I’d sit right back down to write my 2nd... 3rd... 4th... 5th... and by early 2025, I was co-writing 2 scripts at once.

My 1st script, Howard, a drama-horror inspired by The Ring placed in 2 quarter-finals. Hints of Lovecraft’s cosmic horror and my fave 1990s action video game made it into my 2nd script. My 3rd, Ghost Mamba, an action thriller, made it to semi-final place twice. Others have all seen redrafts and I am always reworking them.

However, like all the scripts I have written, and will go on to write, it was spurned from a tumultuous brainstorm, a brain hurricane, if you will, with a volcanic eruption thrown in. It made my heart race, imagination run, and for every hair-pulling minute of frustration there were two of sheer joy.

If a story brainstorm doesn’t launch into that after a few tries, I let it go. If 3 or so pages of outline can’t get my heart racing ... then 90+ pages of screenplay won’t either.