I hope to one day be talented enough to write in a bath tub.

In case you weren’t aware, in high school I wanted to be a playwright. Well, alright, I was one, but I was a high school playwright, which is slightly different than being a professional one. Still, I wrote plays, had them performed, and the scripts won awards at various thespian festivals. Which was pretty neat!

Then, like a lot of depressed kids, instead of following my dreams, once I got to college I studied junk that I thought would lead to an actual job. Telecommunications, ho! I hated this stuff, but at least I got to play around with TV equipment, learned to write screenplays and make stupid short films. After a horrid four years of that nonsense I went to film school and really learned how to write screenplays. And just like my high school plays, some of these scripts were produced and turned into short films. Bad ones, but that’s how you learn.

Earlier this year I decided to break from comics and go back to straight-up writing. I’ve had this one idea for a movie kicking around since late 2006. I had done some research and preliminary notes on the subject matter back then but for some reason I put it aside. I picked it back up again a few months ago and threw myself into really fleshing out the story and continuing my research. I read bunches of books, drew maps and timelines and wrote stories about the characters. All this was in preparation for the actual writing.

Last month I went to Daytona Beach, Florida to write the damn thing. A couple of snotty people made remarks like “You have to go to Florida go write?” Well, no I don’t, asshole; it’s just nice there. Anyway, I spent one week alone in a condo on the beach writing my ass off. Every day I wrote in the morning, spent a few hours in the afternoon on the beach, and then wrote again at night until I was worn out. I loved it.

Once I returned to California I did a bunch of revisions and added several more pages of material. Now at this point the script is pretty much done. I won’t tell you what it’s called or what it’s about yet. But I’ll give you a hint: the title is similar to “The Something of the Something.” It’s literary. It’s classy. And it just needs a little bit more polish before Eden and I start sending it out to “people with connections,” which sounds like a major nerve-racking headache, but hey, that’s how business gets done, cubby.

I’m really happy about this thing. While I wait for the right people to take a look at it I’ve got to find a way to keep busy. How? Well, I’ve already started working on my next two scripts. Yes, two! One is a comedy and the other is an erotic drama. Gotta keep my options open, y’know. Eventually I do want to get back into writing comics. I’ve got some ideas that I’d love for people other than me to draw. I also have an idea for a photo book which I really want to pursue. But for now, though, I think I’ll keep my focus on where the money is. Because money is not funny, honey bunny.