AMP: Artists' Meeting Place and Resource Collective

Good Morning Everyone!

It is the dawn of a new blogging cycle. My name is Austin Wilkin and I am a screenwriter and filmmaker in sunny southern California, Los Angeles to be more specific. Hollywood U.S.A.

Although movies are my first passion, writing is what I cannot help but do. Since I was a child I have been writing short stories, poems, faux journals of other people, whether real or imagined. Writing happens.

All of that said, today, like most days, I am currently procrastinating on a project that’s due sooner than I am willing to admit. It has taken me years to learn a balance between my personal everyday writing and writing on professionly, that is, for money. I’m still not exactly sure how to do that, but luckily sometimes it happens. Sometimes. Not all the time. Rarely, these days. Plus there’s a writer’s strike happening, but that’s an interesting blog for a later blog. Business is business is business. I just like to write.

So here in the coming weeks and months I will share my tales, my travails, my subtle indiscretions of what I do, have done, hope to do, or plan on tricking somebody else into doing and then passing it off as my own and taking full credit, as that is the American Way. Right France? You know what I’m talking about (airplane, automobile, isolating the HIV Virus, even the motion picture camera I mean c’mon Edison you crumb!).

Or maybe I’ll share some short stories, poetry, caustic movie reviews or whatever else crosses my mind and tumbles through the keyboard. Tricky things can happen when one keeps his words in his finger tips. Although that does make it awkward to flirt at parties, keeping ones words in ones fingertips. Unless the girl is deaf (sign language is very sexy although I have found it easy say a number of inappropriate and apparently very offensive phrases) or else if you are text messaging, which seems like something one wouldn’t do at a party, but trust me, I’ve seen it. Even done it. Yes. Texting. Across a room. No talking. Digital flirting? Really? Yes. The worst is when you get cockblocked via text. Where’s the humanity?

Hollywood. It’s not really a place, well it in a place, was once its own city before becoming annexed by the city of Los Angeles in 1910 for the purposes of water. A recent bid for secession was voted down, and for the better really. And now the Oscars are held there, in Hollywood. Which is fitting. I s’pose. Right? Let’s try that again. Take 2:

Hollywood: It’s a state of mind! As well as a real place where people live. There is some nice early 20th century architecture there too. Charlie Chaplin’s studio still stands and is currently the home of Jim Henson productions. The Muppets! Which is fitting. Sadly though most of the really nice older buildings are owned by the scientologists. Which is neither here nor there. Well, it’s here. In Hollywood. But you know…..

Ok, this isn’t working. I don’t know how to end this. How do I erase and start over...I just click-- oooo "submit", that sounds kinky....ooop--