Swimming with Dolphins...

If I could swim, I'd be swimming with dolphins.

Creatures that always seem happy and free.

I'd dance in the surf and would laugh in the water

And live my life joyous while under the sea.

I'd care not one damn for what's thought by the others

Who make it their duty to snarl and to snap

At those deemed unworthy or wrong in their choices

While they, themselves, keep us all safe in their trap.

For when I was young, I swore I'd never falter

And hide from my life, but be honest and true.

Only now I look back and see that was just dreaming

As one always does till life's caught onto you.

So there will be no more of playing in shadows.

I've opened my world to the others' harsh glare.

I will write what I want, when I want, as I want to

And for their opinion -- I no longer care.

In short -- I sent my no-apologies script, Porno Manifesto, off to the Nicholl Fellowship and Austin Film Festival, just to see what'll happen. I know, I know, big deal -- and I expect nothing...but it felt good to let the script go as far as it wanted...and by God, it did. The sex is about as explicit as you'll see on cable...but the attitude and the damnation of it are a lot harsher.

I pat myself on the back, and happily so...