Nicholas Meyer Talks About Screenwriting

And we certainly can’t think of many people who might be considered as qualified.

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 Since writing the best-selling novel The Seven-Per-Cent Solution (still one of, if not the best of the Sherlock Holmes pastiches), Nick has written the screenplays or teleplays for: read article

“Hire Me?!”

What’s that you say? The old employment Catch-22 got you down? You know, that thing where you can’t get a job unless you have experience, and you can’t get experience unless you get a job?

This breaking in business is a bitch. What’s a writer to do?

Well, you could always try a writerly variation of this: read article

Peggy Bechko: What’s in a Name?

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by Peggy Bechko

A lot goes into naming character, I know, I’ve named a lot. Worse than naming a kid though to tell the truth I’m not so sure a lot of parents put a whole lot of thought into what they name their kids. I mean I remember a friend from high school who was named Stewart Stuart. I mean come on!

But I digress. read article

We’ve Missed the Doctor Puppet

Guess he’s been indoors, hiding from the brrr:

Doctor Puppet is cold

t’s been absolutely freezing in New York City lately! I thought I’d escape and visit someplace warm, like Hawaii or maybe Venus. The TARDIS wasn’t having it though, and brought me to Amsterdam instead. I think it was maybe a few degrees warmer there, when the sun was out. The beautiful canals and architecture made the trip worth it I suppose. Lovely place, Amsterdam. read article

In Their Own Writ Dept – Writers on Writing 1/30/13

Why one writes is a question I can answer easily, having so often asked it of myself. I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. I could not live in any of the worlds offered to me — the world of my parents, the world of war, the world of politics. I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, a country, an atmosphere in which I could breathe, reign, and recreate myself when destroyed by living. That, I believe, is the reason for every work of art.

Anais Nin