After hearing that I've been considering being a screenwriter, one of my dad's friends (an entertainment lawyer) sat me down over spring break and told me the enormous importance (to him, at least) of there being a movie that captures the real essence of New Orleans. I agree we're lacking the real story of the city.
Writing about NOla, though, is like writing about a person. It's full of opposites. Brash, loud, crazy and lazy, silent, serene. And I'm stopping with those because it's pitiful to even try to begin to list adjectives.
I have this horrible, horrible feeling I will just be some person sitting at a coffee shop on Magazine typing out every story I can think of and it will a crappy attempt at writing New Orleans.
Like really...it's like writing about some crazy girlfriend you have.
Except I don't have a girlfriend and ain't shopping for one. But if New Orleans was a woman, I would totally go gay for that. Waterlines and all.
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