# Read

As a debut author, I didn’t know what to expect. Hopefully my road leading to publication will help readers who are on a similar journey, or who will be soon.

I started to question my writing abilities, and indeed, my standing as a human being. Why was I drawn to these unlikeable people?

What happened? Where did all the good movies go? And most crucially, why have our viewing habits changed so much?

An age-old question hesitant creatives have asked for millenia—to explore new disciplines in the hopes of finding your niche—finally has a definitive answer ...

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about this world is that who you are and who people want you to be aren’t the same thing.

Wired Shut writer/producer, Peter Malone Elliott, and director, Alexander Sharp, discuss the behind-the-scenes details of taking their feature film, from idea to completion.

Michael Corleone. Ferris Bueller. Beatrix Kiddo. John Wick. What do these four famous film characters have in common, other than that they all hail from classic movies?

Before you build a dam or put up power lines, make sure the core filament in your idea bulb actually works. And how do you do that? Proof of concept.

Hollywood is deep in the throes of capitalist puppy-love with pre-existing intellectual property. But how do you get the underlying rights?

What Netflix's "Maid" says about America, right now, lends it the overall edge that it possesses in nearly every moment of its being.

But when you write a script, if it doesn’t get produced, it remains as just that. A template. A creative miscarriage.

We were in a position that many of our screenwriter friends were envious of … but we were miserable.

That’s the problem with unsolicited advice. Most of the time, the advice-giver knows nothing about you or your situation.

Is anything harder in the world of fictional storytelling than coming up with an ending to a mystery that no one sees coming?

Here, the sun never shone. It was blotted out by an eternal fog, a white-grey sheet pulled over a town which had long ago flatlined, but whose body remained here, somehow forgotten and forever awaiting an autopsy.