I wrote a screenplay called “Star Trek: Federation,” which was a like a “Star Trek” meets “The West Wing.” It is arguably the best thing I have ever written. For two weeks, the words poured out of me like I was possessed. But alas because I don’t work for Paramount or have a bunch of Hollywood connections, it was all…

No one mentions the TARDIS?

Sean Young need not apply, apparently.

Three words: Cigarette Smoking Man.

And this why I refer to the Phoenix Metro Area as "The Valley of the Spun."

Cookies on dowels!!!

Apparently one must be a writer before one is allowed to be come a writer. Just another example of the Man tryin' to keep me down.