In the past decade, I have accomplished little in terms of furthuring my dream of being recognized as a "real" screenwriter, and it eats at my very soul everyday. The closest I have come to achieving my goal was working in a local theatre for nearly three years. At the time, I began working on a screenplay (Love: The Depth from Which No Man's Soul Can Escape), but around act two I began suffering from a horrible case of writer's block; it was total devastation for the film. Over the next four years, I worked many meanial jobs before settling as a healthcare provider for a family friend. For three years, I watched him slowly but painlessly die. However, two good things came from that time: 1) His suffering was through and 2) My writer's block had vanished. Currently, I find myself unemployed with a totally righteous and original story idea raging in my mind like a tempest. Taking advantage of my current situation, I am spending my time researching massive banks of information and scribbling my chicken scratch everywhere, all in preparation for the final act with the computer. I hope to have everything finished, polished and ready for shopping in the next little bit, which whill hopefully put me one step closer to that seemingly unattainable goal I've been searching for all this time.