Ever had to kill time because you were waiting for something? I had to pick up my car from the shop today, driving into the Valley. Rather than sit in rush hour traffic, I thought I’d stop off for dinner first. Not long enough. Starbucks was next door, so I killed an hour there. Still not long enough. So here I am, in a parked car, writing about how I’ve wasted the past two hours.
As a writer, I always carry a pen around, so I’m easily able to scribble whenever I have free time like this. As a disorganized writer, I hadn’t thought of taking my current screenplay with me for editing. I improvise with napkins, making sure to tear off the bottom half-inch that bears the Starbucks copyright statement.
Ahh, the world is my napkin, and I am but a felt pen, bleeding into the papercloth. Rorschach would be proud.
Jefferson Feil is a producer/screenwriter living in the Los Angeles area. A California native, Jeff spends his time relaxing by his backyard pool, writing captivating screenplays, frightening his neighbors, entertaining his three cats with pretend mice, and exploring the versatility of common household items. He also dabbles in photography, voice acting, and kitchen fire management. His charm and sarcastic sense of humor create an eclectic mix of intrigue and sophistication, which pour through his literary works like nacho cheese. He is the recipient of several top honors, including the prestigious Mrs. Schumacher 5th Grade Perfect Attendance award.