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The purpose of this blog is to discuss screenwriting under the guise of shameless self-promotion of my own works. Strike that, reverse it.
A bit about me: I'm a student at San Jose State University studying English and looking to graduate this December. After graduation, I'm going to move to LA to pursue a career in screenwriting. Exciting, no?
Having grown up in a small town, I experienced quite a shock moving to a major metropolis like San Jose. My childhood was spent in a town that had been labeled by the government, for purposes of educational funding, as "Agricultural" (read: cow town). This was more or less a fair assessment of the twenty-five square miles that composed the city limits, of which only about ten percent is occupied by the two Federally Funded Research and Development Centers in our little cow town. One is a sister-lab to the one that developed the atomic bomb. The other is named after the Nobel Laureate that co-founded it. The three big exports of our agricultural town were cows, grapes, and fission.
As a result, the town had the drawing power of Silicon Valley and Salinas combined into an atomic juevos rancheros of potential.
While my youth had accustomed me to taquerias being as common as Starbuck's, I wasn't ready for the shock that came with moving to San Jose. With a population of over a million, tenth largest city in these United States, there's actually only about 300 people. If that many. And for the most part, they've all dated each other. The most tragic aspect of living in this bustling locale is that, unlike the cultural hubs other large cities such as San Francisco or New York have become, San Jose has opted to sprawl out indefinitely rather than consolidate and produce something vibrant or worthwhile.
There's a joke I've heard different people tell again and again. What's the difference between yogurt and San Jose?
Yogurt has active cultures.
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