The year was 1990 and I lived in Woodland Hills, California. Thats not too far from Los Angelesunless youre commuting from downtown during rush hour and then its a grueling two hours away. I worked as an editorial assistant (glorified secretary) for a small newspaper. The job paid me in peanuts, but was just enough to keep me alive while I worked on my writing career. I had written three plays and five screenplays and none of them had seen the light of day.
I was an unproduced playwright and...
Published on April 22, 2015 06:57