Beginning this quarter I will start on my first feature length script. Most film students would be excited out of their freaking minds, however I am unnaturally nervous. My Professor, the fearless leader of my class, has completed many screenplays. The class consists of a variety of writers; ranging from budding screenplay masterpiece authors to Me. I love writing, but at times I feel as though i lack the needed raw talent. Writing for me has always been a way to release the internal struggle and bubbling up of emotions. Last quarter i learned a valuable lesson, that i cannot write in someone else’s voice. I must write something original, a story buried within the secret chambers of my soul. Now I have a once in a lifetime opportunity to create a screenplay of something i want to write. The story that has been building for a little over 19 years within myself. I have been looking forward to uncovering this small extension of myself, but the only material i brought to class was not the personal sacrafice narrative I expected.