Sometimes, as a writer, the road is long and hard and super silent. There are some who are lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time early and they get agents and what not. I’ll not bore you with the infamous details about how for every one actor in Hollywood, there at least ten screenwriters. I won’t even bore you with the whole thing about how even super established screenwriters are taking rewrite work or doing television just to keep their food on the table (okay some of their food might be ahi tuna but hey, they gotta hustle to keep status quo). I wish I could say these things don’t echo in my head when I get down to my one on one time with Final Draft but I do have to work hard to move that stuff to the side and get my stories out (right now I’m outlining another script I’m writing with Scott in hopes that it’s a way to make things easier - ha!). So imagine my joy when I finally got notice that one of my scripts, which I send out in the big big big bad world regularly, got a hit at the African American Women In Cinema Film Festival a few weeks ago.
First I was told I was a selectee which elicited a happy dance on its own. Then I was notified that I won! The Brooklyn Bubble, by moi, was an official winner of the AAWIC Screenwriting competition. The AAWIC is a special one because it’s about AA women keeping doors open for all of us and not about trying to shut it down for anyone. The evening was moderated by Roxanne Shante (the ten year old me was DYING) and my sister/bestie Marcella Oliver was able to be there to accept AND make a speech on my behalf. I have few people in my life who could swing that (and y’all know who you are) so I had no worries at all because she is definitely somebody who could hold it down for me.
I’m still on Cloud 18989789 and so now’s the time to….WRITE more! Yes, no rest for the weary. The Brooklyn Bubble is a script I’m super proud of because I wrote something that I enjoy and that makes me laugh while also showing my folks as we are - phenomenal and regular too. Below is the photo of the award which I hope I’ll be able to use to keep me going when the world of screenwriting gets a little dark and silent again (which it will because it always does).