Outside the cinema I had not yet learned to live, but within it I had most certainly learned to die. I could die for you in every way known to man, and in a few ways known only to scriptwriters. I could see now that provided that I remained fit, the future held many more deaths yet. I could only hope that they would serve some purpose, and that perhaps a reputation may come in the same way as a coral formation, which is made up of a deposit of countless tiny corpses.
It’s an enormous wall that’s built between you and your dreams. And if every day, you just chip away… It may take ten years, but eventually you just might see some light.
Inspiring someone else to follow their dreams is the hope of anyone who has the courage to follow their own.
Want a role? Fuck a screenwriter.
Makebelieve is a writer’s best friend.
Comfort yields complacency. Break free.
Love is written by the soul.
Don’t just write a strong female protagonist. Be one.
Collaborating on a film script involves two people sitting in a room separated by the silence of two minds working together.