For those who know me, you know I love to write. For those who have not yet come to know me, I love to write. We all have gifts, talents, passions and purpose. And after years of fumbling, God has directed me to write.
As a child, I hated reading. But it was the lure my dear, wonderful mother used as my ticket to go outside and play. Oddly enough, I went on to become an English Education major in college and now I love to read. I have to read. Without reading, how could I write? I later studied screenwriting at NYU, have written eight screenplays and my first novel is near completion.
The word “blog” made my skin crawl, so the last thing I wanted to do was write one. With the exception of posts on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, LinkedIn, emails and texts; or better yet, those who voraciously read eBooks, belong to book clubs or defer word consumption until the summer’s hot reading list is published, my perception has always been, people don’t read. As a writer, though, I have faith that people will appreciate and enjoy reading my work more than reading OMG, SMH or LMAO.
My goal is to inspire and entertain you as I drag you into this maddening world of screenwriting and novel-writing that has me so entangled. What you read won’t be highbrow, journalistic or “how to” in nature. Instead, I seek ambitiously to cleanse your palate by giving you a glimpse of what I am praying will someday be made into movies, television shows and bestselling books.
Some stories I tell are difficult to read, even for me. I write about betrayal, evil, fear, hate, hurt, love, pain, race, redemption, terrorism, violence, and wealth. Some of what I write about is my stuff, my beliefs, some may be yours. Have fun, follow and comment as you see fit.
The dream is real and it won’t stop… until God calls me home. Never stop dreaming.