AND THE OSCAR SHOULD GO TO…

A hush filled the grand auditorium in Hollywood. The woman in her luxurious velvet gown smiled so perfectly, her body was liken to a goddess to behold; so exquisite. But her words were different and the crowd of celebrities shifted in their seats.

“Would the person who created this story, who put words to paper so beautifully that the producer, director, cast, crew and entire team would not have been able to turn his world into a movie, please stand up… for this Oscar goes to…”

Shouldn’t every single movie, up for an award, give one to their writer first? Why don’t we, movie enthusiasts, know before anything else, the writer of the movie we are about to see, or at least know the writer’s name once the movie is over? They certainly blast the cast ‘n crew in media headliners before, during, and after the movie, but you never hear about the writer. Why? Why don’t we know their name and know what they look like? Why doesn’t the media do the mad scramble dash to interview them, showcasing the creator behind all these movies? For without the writers, the movies we love to watch would cease to exist in the first place.

I dedicate this to all the forgotten writers; the ghost writers, and writers who should get recognized but don’t, or don’t nearly enough. You are the beginning spark that makes the magic we watch on screen. Thank you so much for doing what you love and loving what you do. You really do make the world go ’round.