All Trumped Up.

Approximately one month ago I was challenged to write a script. It was during one of those two-couple dinners that are all the rage and somehow the topic turned to Donald Trump and his antics regarding the whistle-blower whose claims you can read up on by clicking here if you somehow don't know or recently were the recipient of a closed-head injury.

At some point during the lively conversation, I said, "Wouldn't it be funny if Melania turned out to be the whistle-blower?" The person sitting directly across from me jumped up in her seat, pointed at me and exclaimed, "If you write that, I'll get it produced!"

"As a script?" I said. I'd recently seen what she and her group of filmmakers were capable of and was reasonably impressed.

"Yes. I have actors who would love to be in that."

She's an actor, too. I had a pretty good feeling who she wanted to play. The very next day I realized the idea was burning a hole in my brain and I had no choice but to start writing it. I decided to go for complete satire, with characters who openly, cluelessly and unrepentantly admit to the worst possible aspects of human behavior as if they're discussing a grocery list. It took a month to complete the first draft but I am pleased with the result.

Taking into account budget constraints, which every play or script I've ever written does, I set the whole thing in a small room where a senate sub-committee gives the increasingly obnoxious president, his attorney and his VP a chance to admit his wrongdoing before the actual impeachment trial begins.

I plan to publish an excerpt of it in a couple days on my Patreon page. That's right. You gotta pay me at least a dollar to read it. Imagine the nerve of a writer wanting to get paid for his work!

A link will be posted soon so check back~