An emotionally wounded and streetwise young woman takes to stealing vintage cars and supercars for the Russian mob in NYC. She seeks balance. She seeks redemption. She seeks cash. And as the NYPD closes in on her, she discovers what she was really looking for.
A misfit young Iroquois man risks it all when he heeds a call to rescue the remains of his shaman ancestor on display in an upstate New York casino.
*Quarterfinalist 2018 Academy Nicholl Fellowships Screenwriting Competition, top 349 out of 6,865 scripts. Check out my favorite reader review HERE
AI machines in the future mine virtual simulations for dead warriors whose consciousness have been uploaded into them, so they can add their consciousness to their own, so they can finally have a soul.
It all begins with Ben Flynt, currently Sales Coordinator for the software company Omnidyne . . . but really he's inside Sonium One.
After a motorcycle crash, a rock star ends up in purgatory, which is his hometown of Detroit, but now it is nearly completely abandoned. It is here he’ll spend the rest of eternity unless he can take care of some unfinished business . . . the unfinished business of himself.
The Unities Species Task Force on the planets between Sirius and Sirius B are police made up of Earth Colonizers, and the Ringlareth - a species sentenced to the planets as punishment, as well as the Anakanna - a species that has been in the system for a very long time. This is the story of how they keep law and order, survive harsh worlds, and put up with each other.
A consortium of planets sends a philosopher and an interstellar crew to Earth.
Upon coming close to their destination, they find the planet is protected by something left behind from Earth’s original ancient inhabitants - a charge that sends the crew’s transdimensional ship out of time. Their ship crash-lands on Earth, but a long time ago. And as they nearly get it going again, they fail to account for everything in the temporal disruption: there is a terrible accident. The crew is separated and scattered through time.
This is the story of how they find each other again and make sense of a civilization that confounds them.
Jim never amounted to much in his life. He was the first to admit that. He grew up poor in an upstate New York town. He didn’t know who his father was, and his mother died when he was young. Jim turned to drugs for release from this world, and it worked, that’s what killed him. Heroin needle-inflicted AIDS was the door out. Though this transition was painfully slow. But he suspected no less an end for his short, squandered life. Jim had come to the conclusion early on that he always got what he deserved.
And he was right. In his death, he gets what he deserves.
As Jim moves across into the next world, he gets the chance to fix what was broken in his life. With the help of a Shaman named Owa’etga Sega’ hedus (Marvelous Attention Span / Marv) and in an adventure that covers the entire Earth from Iroquois forests to Mediterranean islands, from the Kansas Prairie to Alpine mountains, and finally from a ghost of New York City to a ship on an endless sea, Jim becomes the person he always should have been.
The story depicts a world that we think we know, but only our band is brave enough and boneheaded enough to really get us there.
It's a drama with a comic, surrealistic edge, and each member of the band shines as a full, engaging character. When it all finally blows up, the true test becomes how a musician answers to his muse.
Jameson grew up in the same town that Rod Serling did. Rod was a very positive role model for him to have while everything else in Binghamton, NY faded to rust and dust before his eyes. As a teen, he played in punk bands and made experimental films, and when he was done with school he moved to NYC. He played GBGB’s and all over the city with The Insensibles, and worked as a production assistant on a number of very good and terrible major motion pictures. One fall day in Williamsburg, Brooklyn Jameson abandoned playing in bands for good, and turned to writing novels and film scripts, something he always wanted to do, but couldn’t figure out how to start. He began by writing a sci fi novel called The Dark Machine on a typewriter, and soon realized it was just the first small step of a massive journey. When the time was right, Jameson left the city and started a family in Ithaca, NY, where he worked in publishing and software and did some acting. It was in Ithaca that he wrote a million words and then kept on going. Jameson started making short films two years ago, and his next step will be to try to raise enough money finance a feature or pilot.