I need more time. More time in the day. More time to write. More time to think, to read, to reflect. I’ve got to get moving on my writing. It’s time for a new screenplay, time to finish my play, time to start the new novel. It’s always the hardest part, this starting. But I have to start. For the sake of my sanity. Because I didn’t travel hundreds and hundreds of miles west to stop where I am. I’ve got good people on my side, though. Family, friends, faith. All of that Ned Flan-diddly-anders stuff. I believe. And I know people believe in me. And that’s enough to get me through.
Enough whining. Time for me to write.

Well, Mel Gibson's father might be a raving loon, but Mel may well be a genius. The Passion of the Christ is the most powerful experience I've ever had in a theater. And I've seen many a great film, I tell ye. I can't describe how good it truly is on so many different levels. Suffice it to say that I understand a lot more about Jesus now than I did before I saw the movie. Truly brave, amazing, powerful, evocative filmmaking.
And I didn't see any anti-Semitism. Which may be because I am not Jewish, so perhaps I'm not sensitive to those things. What I saw were frightened men in a position of power who didn't want their authority challenged. One man who was brave enough to step forward for everyone else, when he knew nobody else would step forward for him.
Words fail me. I think you all know the story. Now go see the movie.
Busy busy weekend with many more busy weekends to come.
And more good news! LORD OF THE RINGS WON BEST PICTURE! Wheee! Message movies may be on the comeback trail!