Writers Life

Writers Life

Writers Life – it’s not glorious and the most part not rewarding to everyone. However, it’s part of me. Writing and art drives my inner soul – it’s me.

The above photo says it all :

10 THINGS People Say to Creative Writers ( But shouldn’t)

1. So you’re still writing your little book/poem/etc.?

2. Must be nice not having a real job.

3. Writing doesn’t sound too difficult.

4. I always thought I’d write a book after I retire, once I have some time to kill.

5. Wait a second, creative writing degrees are a real thing ?

6. Have you been published yet ?

7. Can I be a character in one of your stories?

8. So I have this great idea I think you should be using in your book…

9. Aren’t writers just professional liars ? They tell stories for a living, after all.

10. You’re writing a book ? Tell me everything.

Here’s more :

11. So what do you do in real life ?

12. How many books have you published so far ?

13. How come you’re not famous, like Stephen King ?

14. Oh, com’n ! Everyone knows how to write a story.

I believe all writers can relate. I’ve heard it all. A writers life has little support unless it becomes a blockbuster movie or a Best Seller. When I first decided to publish a book, I was pretty naive of the whole process. On top of that I wanted to write a cookbook.

What was I thinking?!

Getting sucked into self-publishing by dishing out $5000 to a self-publisher, I was still optimistic. Had these grandeur thoughts of becoming a Best Seller, selling millions of copies across Canada and United States.

The reality is more prevalent ; “Canadian Recipes of the Great White North” sold just enough to get my money back. On a positive note, it reached the UK, Australia, Germany and Japan. In Canada it sold locally and I also received requests from United States.

I found out quickly, self-publishing is thrown into the mix of hundreds of millions of other cookbooks. Not only is it expensive, your book selling on-line or a conventional bookstore takes a whopping 40 – 45 percent of your earnings. On top of that ( this may happen to you) the publishing company is constantly up for sell to larger publishers. On an average, self-publishers either sell or go bankrupt, due to competition. To add insult to injury, if the publisher is sold ( which happened to me) to an American publisher, the USA will make you pay taxes on any book you sell. Sure – you can get it back, however the process is daunting. You must fill out a five page report w/ all your personal information and then send it to a box office number. No way ! A Box Office Number ? That just doesn’t seem legit to me.

SO – You see, it’s not worth the hassle. I’m sure they do that on purpose. If it was a lot of money I would go to a lawyer, that way you’re protecting yourself.

The above “10 Things People say to Creative Writers” is so true, it’s scary – lol.

When I say cookbook, they go…”Oh…it’s just another cookbook. You’re NOT a writer.”

Meanwhile I write tons of science-fiction to reality short-stories that could possibly be made into a book. But now I’m pessimistic to the whole publishing routine. It’s clear, the only way to get your manuscript out is to send it in for submission. Submissions sound promising doesn’t it ? Sorry, it’s not that simple. First and foremost you have to find a publisher willing to take your manuscript. Second, it most probably lay on a pile of emails or deleted, due to the first couple of sentences they may read. The reality is, you may never get your manuscript to publishing.

What I’ve learned :

  • Write because you want to tell your story. Never write thinking you’re the next J.K.Rowling.
  • Write for yourself, maybe others will appreciate your work.
  • I write not to impress others.
  • I write because it’s my inner soul, it’s what I feel inside. It’s part of who I am.
  • Writing is a burning passion others may not understand. Only writers understand.
  • Try NOT to become disillusioned or depressed. Just realize the ‘Arts’ is extremely competitive and the most part unrewarding.
  • Only write if it comforts you. YOU find it personally rewarding.
  • Don’t expect to become the next best seller. There’s a ton of politics involved in that scenario.
  • Write from your heart. Never mind what others may think. It’s your story. Tell it as it is.
  • Read and read more…

I believe I’ve covered everything. You may want to add on to this list. I would love to hear your story.

Have you read my short-stories or screenplays ?

My Stories

My Art

Anyway – I thought this post of “10 Things People say to Creative Writers” is a prefect example.

Do you know, if Stephen King didn’t get notice for his book “The Shining” by a movie producer, he wouldn’t have become as famous as he is. However, his horror genre was a big hit to cult followers.

Getting your written work or art recognized is like winning a lottery, or its politically driven by artsy-class people and publishers. IF by chance your book is recognized by a movie producer or director, then it’s easy-street for you.

My Thursday Thoughts…

Bari Demers – screenwriter and storyteller

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Poverty Outcome

Always keeping tabs of how our Canadian government is looking out for Canadians who have the misfortune of being born into poverty, along with senior citizens.

In the ‘50’s poverty and substance abuse wasn’t necessarily looked after. However (back then) I remember the Catholic Church helping us out. Still remember the Nuns feeding us and teaching me how to read. One Nun in particular, I still remember her name to this very day, Sister Vincent Mary. If it wasn’t for her extra time and support, school would have of been much harder. She would bring me food each morning, so I could have some kind of breakfast, saying,” You can’t learn on an empty stomach dear.”

Sister Vincent Mary was like that mother you never had, nurturing me throughout Grade One and Two.

ON THAT – A QUICK NOTE :

To be clear, I’m NOT religious, but do recognize how the community churches can help those struggling. Most recently, I’ve noticed how some will abuse the system. Totally against that too.

I understand how you may be surprised to learn I’m not religious, considering how the Catholic Church looked after us. After years of studying various religions, it was clear to me how man-made religion is destroying our society, to this very minute. To fight over whose GOD is better then the others, is unconscionable. Unfortunately, mankind is plagued by the misuse of religious beliefs. This is why I considered myself SPIRITUAL and NOT religious. I believe in a GOD, but not how you would think.

Read more…

SENIOR POVERTY – HOLDING ON TO DIGNITY AND RESPECT

Anyway – Today, our government has become more active in helping those in poverty, which is good to hear.

Read this article

Going into Retirement, I’m still afraid of the “Wolf Knocking on our Door”. Poverty isn’t something you want to experience. It’s not only degrading to your human spirit but totally unhealthy to YOU as a person.

I’m hopeful and inspired the “Government of Canada has increased the GIS (Guaranteed Income Supplement) for the lowest-income seniors by up to $600 annually for single seniors and $840 for couples. This investment of $300 million each year improves the well-being of approximately 680 000 seniors across Canada. It is the highest percentage increase in over 25 years. Read more HERE.

Settling into retirement with a fixed income is pretty scary, where your set-income stays the same, while everything else keeps rising. Eventually food, transportation and housing becomes out-of-reach.

For example, if you totally relied on the retirement figures, this would be your income today as a senior couple :

RETIREMENT COUPLE INCOME: $1890 per month.

This is why RRSP’s are SO important to establish. As well, if your spouse dies, then your income is cut in half.

$1890 is barely enough income to pay mortgage or rent, food and expenses. Eventually, your car becomes a luxury,

Don’t think to rely on a company pension either.

My grandmother was a teacher. During the 1970’s an accountant misused their funds and she lost that side of her income. It’s NOT the fear the company may fold. No…it’s if someone responsible for all that money, fraudulently takes that money 💰 for themselves ; or its invested poorly.

The point is you must be prepared for some kind of nest egg in your senior years. IF NOT, it may lead to a precarious situation, finding yourself in complete poverty.

Thankfully, our Canadian system has programs to help out, as well as community support.

The only thing they haven’t done for seniors, is set up private homes for low-income. I’m NOT talking about rental system, I’m talking about your own “freehold” homes. Maybe a government outreach system can help seniors who already own a home and haven’t been able to pay off the mortgage.

Before, it was the norm for earners to pay off their mortgage before they retire. However, that equation has become increasingly out-of-reach, due to the scale of real estate.

Today, it’s a fact, each senior will most likely have a mortgage to attend to after retirement. I believe the banks should become more aware of that equation, because (believe it or not) a monthly mortgage is cheaper then rent. So, it only makes sense for banks to change their prospective.

The last thing you want to see, is a senior homeless, simply because their spouse died before them and/or they can’t afford their own home any more.

In today’s scenario, you can’t rely on staying with your children. Most likely, they are drowning in debt, due to our increase economy. Adding on an increase expense (their parents) wouldn’t end well.

POVERTY AND SUBSTANCE ABUSE

I know what poverty is and how substance abuse can effect ones life. My real mum (mom) was an alcoholic. She would do anything to have that next fix. Even though, my dad had a good trade, my mum would use any extra income on alcohol. Back then, my dad worked up North, sending money home to pay for groceries and the mortgage. Most of that money went into my mom’s addiction. I still can remember her stealing groceries from the supermarket and forging checks, to hide her addiction. There were times, we were in the police station, as my mum was arrested. Believe you me, the cops back then were unforgiving, treating us like dirt. Remember one time, this police captain saying to my uncle Ron (who ended being the one picking me up) , “ Will you get this goddam kid off my desk, can’t stand looking at him.”

I was only 6 years old.

Police have grown since then, with community outposts. However, some still have this “power of authority”, misusing it to their own personal advantage (bully if you will). However, I’ve met some respectful police officers who are only doing their job. Their job can be overwhelming, to say the least. They too have their demons.

Going back to my Mum ; even though her addiction consumed her life, she must of realized how important a home is, because the mortgage was always paid. However, homes back then cost nearly nothing. It only took one income not two.

The point is, poverty is more then you think. It’s NOT only a lack of funds, it’s addiction that can lead to poverty and even death.

Born within an alcoholic mum brought personal challenges to me and my sister. We’ve adapted throughout our whole life to compensate for it.

I’m not saying my mum was a bad person. Far from the truth. She unfortunately had an addiction (disease, if you will) that kept her struggling until her early death. When sober, she would pamper us the best way she knew how. In an alcoholic rage, I would sometimes be locked in a closet, for what seemed like hours. After coming to her senses, she would be crying, holding me,” I didn’t mean it baby. I didn’t mean it. Mommy’s not doing too well. Sorry baby, Mommy’s so sorry. I love you.”

We would hug like there’s no tomorrow.

The next day, Mum would be buy me a toy, to make up for her discretions. It was common for my sister and I to stay in the car for hours, while she was drinking in her favourite salon. Mum driving home drunk was the norm. I’m surprised to this day, we weren’t in an accident.

My dad has his own demons and would physically abuse my mum because of her alcoholism. Remembering a dysfunctional family back then, from them throwing plates at each other to unthinkable events, you would only think would happen in a horror movie. My sister and I would have our regular beatings. Many times I was thrown down a flight of stairs, landing on a concrete basement floor. Don’t know how long I lye there unconscious, but remember picking myself up, bruised and war torn. Point blank ; my father was extremely abusive to all of us and that’s one thing I have never forgiven.

Unless it’s happened to you, it’s very hard to understand.

POVERTY OUTCOME AND OUR FUTURE

Poverty is something our government needs to address with our increasingly economy. I can’t imagine going back into poverty, just because of retirement. As a matter of fact, I won’t. One way or another, I’ll keep my dignity.

Poverty and substance abuse must be addressed in our near future, otherwise the world won’t be able to control the outcome.

Something to think about for whatever government gets into power.

Yes. Our Canadian government. The system needs to change into the betterment for human beings. Any government in control of CANADA 🇨🇦 must start to realize, they ARE ACCOUNTABLE to each Canadian citizen. We are NOT pawns to be played with in your political conquest. WE ARE HUMAN BEINGS. The responsibility of a political leader to its Canadian citizens is extremely important.

You know, if Jody Wilson-Raybould decided to run for Prime Minister, I would truly vote for her. To me, she’s someone that stands up for Canadians, adding accountability to our Canadian government. I’m not really one hundred percent liberal or conservative. Maybe we need a new government more accountable for their actions. WE could call it : THE CANADIAN COLLECTIVE with a slogan “ We hold ourselves accountable to ALL Canadians, not just the rich.”

After-all, all we’re looking for, is NOT to worry about that wolf knocking on our door (aka Poverty). WE Canadians will do our part, working hard and paying our taxes. But please give the poor and our senior citizens the respect they deserve.

And YES – I believe Prime Minister Justin Trudeau should apologize to Jody Wilson-Raybould. It’s unconscionable for our Prime Minister to hide under his cover-up attempts. Thank you Jody for taking the “last stand” for ALL CANADIANS. I truly respect and appreciate you holding up the laws of the perspective FIRST NATIONS lands, we now hold dear to us.

Peace Out…

Bari Demers – screenwriter and storyteller

Darkness Within

Darkness Within

Writing is the key to express my inner soul and the demons within. It’s a way to release my dreams along with a vivid, wild imagination. Some are based on truth while I look to the future to answer questions of who we are and where do we come from.

I reach deep within the darkness of my soul to bring to light of what is or what can be. As I write about “Darkness Within”, my heart is troubled by the amount of suicides we hear of everyday. Unfortunately, it’s only the famous who really get recognized, as others will suffer in silence.

Within days two icon personalities have left us. Kate Spade and now Anthony Bourdain. Not long ago we heard of Robin Williams. All were gifted souls with incredible talent. As human beings we must not forget about those struggling in their darkness of despair, putting on a “pretend face” in public, scared to reach out due to being ridiculed as weak or loosing supposed friends.

The Darkness Within

Chronic Depression is a real disease. It grabs you and takes you to this dark place never letting go. You feel embarrassed to speak about it because no one really listens.

Sometimes, all you need are real friends and a hug. Seriously – it’s a personal fight within your soul.

Those who don’t understand it, will never ever understand why.

My heart is deeply sadden.

If only we can talk to each other without feeling ashamed or singled out. We don’t have to fight the darkness within alone. All anyone needs to do is really listen.

May your Soul find Peace Anthony and Kate. A great loss to us all. I wrote Soul Saver because of depression – it was my way to reach out after the death of my daughter Jenni.

Bari Demers – screenwriter and storyteller

I AM HUMAN

I AM HUMAN.

WE ARE ALL HUMAN. However, with over 7.4 billion people, we can’t seem to get along. Mother Earth is barely holding on, as diverse cultures breed across its globe.

Mother Earth is constantly being misused by HUMAN BEINGS, polluting the lands, our oceans and the air we breathe. As we coexist with millions of species of wildlife, our arrogant self is damaging our planet faster then ever before. Our over-populated species are crowding every little space, consuming our resources at an alarming rate. WE already know, in order to sustain us, our species must explore the universe, sure to infect another planet, before it’s too late.

WE ARE HUMAN.

We’re like this out-of-control virus, with this incurable sensation to survive, no matter what. However, nature is fighting back. It’s in our genetics, tracing back to our prehistoric ancestors (the caveman) keeping close to our KIND.

Our “kind” can be divided up into five races :

• Caucasoid

• Negroid

• Capoid

• Mongoloid (Oriental/ Amerindian)

• Australoid (Australian Aborigine and Papuan)

It’s then we’re subdivided into each of our origins, such as English, French, and Italian. After this division, we become more divided by each religion and culture. AND – that’s where everything goes to HELL. Nature is fighting back because of our narrow mindedness. We humans cause wars over religion, race, culture and colour, in an attempt to say we’re a better race or have the right religion. In the end, we’ll eliminate ourselves as nature continues on without us. It may take a million years, but Mother Earth will reboot, starting up another evolutionary species.

It’s sad, really.

Here we are ; intelligent HOMO-SAPIENS evolving from our ancestors, but too stupid to realize our own fate, due to arrogance. Our species are resourceful but can never accept or respect each other for who we are.

NO.

Instead we nitpick, clumped together in each of our own cultures, like the caveman we are. Let’s look at ME for example. My culture is said to be a mixture of French and Italian, but my DNA throws in Cree. Because I’m NOT one hundred percent French, Italian or Cree, each culture doesn’t consider me part of their family. As far as their concerned, I’m just a cross-breed, otherwise known as “Heinz 57”. It means, the French, Italians and Cree don’t respect me for who I am. THEY will NOT welcome me into their homes, because technically I’m not part of their culture.

I AM HUMAN.

Even though my father comes from a long line of DEMERS following back to the origins of France, settling in Lower Canada 🇨🇦 (now Quebec) way before the English ever step foot on Canadian soil, the French will never consider me their own.

Even though my mother comes from a long line of VARZES since the Roman Empire, the Italians have never welcomed me into their homes, since my grandfather died.

Even though my French ancestors played house with the first nations (indigenous aboriginal) people, the Cree think of me as an outsider. When we use the term, “Indian”, we’re quickly referred to as being racist, when their race freely refer us, as “White Man”. Believe it or not, both slangs are indeed racist.

Let me explain further.

I’m an artist, be it writing, drawing or graphic design. My Art has taken me along many adventures, including submersing myself into the Northwest Native Art, for the past 40 years. Just recently I asked a member of the First Nations people to help me with this design, as I want to explore the inner meanings of their culture. This is what this person told me, “ I don’t feel comfortable giving advise because the art work you are trying to produce is a form of cultural appropriation. There is more knowledge that goes into a design, that has been passed down from many generations, and has almost went extinct. This is our form of visual language. I appreciate that you enjoy our culture, but there is so much more to learn to respect the artwork.”

Teach me then.

Please teach me the right way to embrace your culture. No response.

Little does she realize I’ve study this art form when I was a teenager. I’m well aware of each cultural background, but like many First Nations People, they each have their own spin on it. It’s their personal art, from their inner soul and spirituality. I may not be one hundred percent Cree, but that’s doesn’t make me an outsider.

Cultural Appropriation.

Now that term is offensive to any artist on this planet. Each artist has his/her own way to express their inner demons of expression, since the dawn of mankind. Each tribal member may have its own form of language arts, but it’s not right to say, we don’t have the right to express it in our own form. That’s like telling an artist you’re banned from expression. I truly understand they want to keep their culture and way of life, passing it down from generation to generation. In fact, I totally respect their culture, requiring guidance, to pursue my artwork. BUT…not to allow an artist to express themselves, has gone too far. Ironically, she asks her followers to draw their expression of Spiritual animals, such as a whale, raven or eagle. Isn’t that also a form of cultural appropriation ?

I AM HUMAN.

I’m a human beings, like any other human being on this earth. All I’m asking is to stop crying wolf when you’re doing the same to others. Treat me as a human being. Treat me NOT as an outsider, but share me your culture. WE must all be treated like EQUALS, no matter your race, religion or cultural upbringing. Embracing each other as a loving family is when WE may eventually get along. To close-the-door in my face is not only rude but arrogant, no matter who YOU are.

The French and Italians have done the exact same thing. So be it. I’m CANADIAN and extremely proud to be part of this wonderful country. My culture is Canadian, that’s my NEW culture.

It frustrates me to no end, as each culture embraces their own, without inviting outsiders, welcoming them in. I say,”Look forward to the future, embrace each human being as your GOD intended YOU to. It’s called respect.”

By Bari Demers – screenwriter

NOTE : Please be respectful. You never know what may come out of it.

Welcome to My Imagination

Welcome to my imagination by Bari Demers

It seems in the past weeks I’ve been quiet on WordPress, when in fact I’m busy as ever, writing on a daily basis. Like any other writer, my mind doesn’t stop thinking or imagining new stories.

However, there are times I’ll use other platforms to engage new audiences, like writing about recent world events along with social media interests. I have four science-fiction websites : James Montana Scripts, Genesis, Sci-fi Blog and Futurism. Each one engages SciFi fans, falling deeper into the rabbit hole.

On social media, I use my writing skills on a completely different platform, gearing my love for Las Vegas. It’s an inside look, (using Facebook Pages) showcasing viewers into the mainstream of Las Vegas, with its lifestyle and vacationing opportunities. My site is called Vegas Reviews, ready to share our fun experiences with other Vegas Lovers, writing tips and giving real resort reviews on my website. My experience goes as far back as the 1980’s, with Las Vegas constantly changing on a weekly basis.

It’s a madhouse to keep up, but still can do it.

To complicate things, I’m an artist too, using Instagram as centre stage. Business wise, I keep to LinkedIn and Twitter, just in case a producer wants to get a hold of me, in regards to my screenplays.

Like any other artist, my mind is racing with new ideas ; not enough hours in the day to attend to the whole package.

My style of writing is far stranger then most, with some referring to me as the ‘Vincent Van Gough of writers’, due to my hidden keys of secret messages, lying deep within each storyline. As you read my stories , it’s my hope I’ve lead you onto a quest of finding the secret keys to opening the doors of treasures, like a pirate hunting for gold.

I’m indeed a storyteller, competing within a sea of writers, but hopefully you’ve caught the biggest fish story of them all…my imagination.

So you see, like all artists, we’re all in a barrel of pickles, trying our best to get picked as the juiciest pickle of them all, fighting the rivers current of creative writers, across the globe. It’s a daunting task to even think of making it to the VIP list, like J. K. Rowling or Stephen King. Therefore, I prioritize and concentrate specifically on my dreams and vivid science-fiction imagination, writing up a storm of ideas and fun storylines. IF by chance, my imagination captures your interest, I’m delighted and honoured you’ve taken a few minutes out of your busy day, to read my stories. I truly appreciate it!

With that said, I don’t write to impress the wizards. Instead, I write because it’s what I love to do, pressing your imagination with magical unicorns, zombies, robots and angels from the cosmic universes and the dream world of my imagination.

By Bari Demers – screenwriter

Our Nagging Brain

[ Poster Credit : Bari Demers – self taught graphic designer ]

WE humans are indeed a diverse species with millions of years of evolution, developing in who we are today. It may be our evolutionary timeline was drastically altered by our ancient ancestors, but overall WE have survived.

Interesting, our biological brain, still clouded with its mysterious beginnings, dictates our consciousness to do what we do. It’s the master of our biological body, controlling us everyday living on EARTH.

Only our brain knows our darkest secrets.

It feeds us with intel and safe guards, keeping our ‘Spiritual Being’ free from harm. That IS, only if, we listen to our inner thoughts. Somehow we have the option to reject our basic animalistic warnings, injecting ourselves to bodily harm. Complex our brain is, it too can be subject to all kinds of circuitry malfunction, from a birth defect to severe accidents. If our brain is healthy, firing up all its circuits, its amazing what WE humans can achieve.

Believing who we are can be complicated.

It’s clear our brain and consciousness are constantly fighting, trying to prove our very existence. The creation of man-made religion is clear of that, giving evidence to the battle inside of us all. Each tribe of human beings demanding our ‘religion’ is the right one. It has plagued us throughout our history, resorting mankind to its darkest moments of shame and incogitable terror.

Our consciousness (controlled by our brain) believe we have a soul. The brain tries to calculate why we exist. Who are we? Where do we come from ? Those two basic questions have divided mankind from the very beginning of existence.

To add insult to injury, our brain may think it’s all so powerful, becoming the savage dictators in our historical past and present, tormenting fellow human beings ; subjects to their rule.

On an individual basis, we are constantly fighting ourselves.

For example, I’ll give two different comical dialogues – my BRAIN talking to my ME.

FIRST DIALOGUE OF INNER THOUGHTS:

BRAIN : How do you feel ?

ME ( Consciousness) : Who me?

BRAIN : Yes you ! Who else am I talking to?

ME : Why does it matter ?

BRAIN : I need to know you are OK. Are you happy?

ME : Am I happy. No…I don’t think so. Most writers aren’t…

BRAIN : Why aren’t you happy ? What could make you a happy person?

ME : Finding my soul mate would help. Being financially secure would be another one. It would be nice if someone bought my screenplay BLACK ANGELS for $200,000. Then I could be financially secure.

BRAIN : You’re a dreamer!

ME : I know.

BRAIN : What do you believe would make that prefect soul mate ?

ME : Another female human being who has the same interests as me. Who backs me up, sharing identical views.

BRAIN : You realize I’m laughing inside…right? There’s no such thing as that prefect soul mate. It doesn’t exist. It doesn’t exist because human beings are constantly changing, growing from what they were in the beginning. Stop dreaming and be realistic !

ME : Wait a minute ! That’s what I do. I’m a dreamer and a lover of life. That IS why I write. My interest in ‘Space Exploration’ and defining WHO we are, explores my inner thoughts into words. That IS ME.

BRAIN : Me…me…me. It’s NOT all about YOU. You must of heard these words before,” A King has his reign, and then he dies. It’s inevitable.”

ME : I’m not a King !

BRAIN : No. But you ARE just another human being, trying to make his mark in life before you die, It’s inevitable. “ In this world, nothing is certain, except death and taxes.” Time is always against you.

ME : OK then! Thank you Brain for making my life seem so promising.

BRAIN : No problem!

ME : You realize I’m being sarcastic…right?

BRAIN : Of course I do ! After all I control your inner thoughts.

SECOND DIALOGUE OF INNER THOUGHTS:

BRAIN : Hello ?

ME: NOTHING. ZZZZZZZZ….

BRAIN : Hello?! Good Morning! Up and Atom.

ME : What ? What do you want?

BRAIN: It’s time to exercise that brain of yours. Come on …

ME : Yeah …yeah…do I have to ?

BRAIN : You must! I need me in top shape. So…let’s move those muscles. Get-up and begin your workout program. Up Up Up ! Besides, the rest of us had a talk.

ME: What ?! Who? What do you mean? Your such a crazy Brain.

BRAIN : I’ve just had a meeting with your heart, lungs and liver. They want me to be the spokesman. Actually, I’m the Leader of the Pack. Well…just between you and me, I’m much smarter than they will ever be.

ME: It sounds like a conspiracy to me. What did you all talk about?

BRAIN: The heart, lungs and liver say,” You’re doing a great job, but you must keep going. It’s essential to your health.”

ME: OK. But I don’t feel like it.

BRAIN: Too bad. Cry me a River! Let’s get out of bed and out that door.

ME : Ok ! Ok …fine! You’re such a nag sometimes.

CONCLUSION

In conclusion our brain dictates who we are. But is it our consciousness ? Do we have a soul ? Is there more then our physical existence? I choose to believe there is more…a lot more. And I’m NOT talking about man-made religion or the singular GOD in the sky.

No. I’m talking about SPIRITUALITY – OUR DESTINY.

Thank you nagging brain.

Bari Demers – screenwriter

JAMES MONTANA SCRIPTS

The Heart of Depression

Just recently ( May 2017) a young man of only 29 years old passed away due to acute depression. His name was Eskild ; a bright filmmaker from Norway 🇳🇴. The reason I know of him, is simply my interest in filmmaking. We met on YouTube – have a LOOK

Here you will see in the first few seconds of the film, Eskild ( Blonde hair) with his long time friend and film buddy Andyax.

Follow Eskild’s YouTube HERE

When I heard of Eskild passing away, I was shocked! Such a talented filmmaker with hopes of becoming well established in the film industry. To learn his death is a result of acute depression makes it all too real in today’s society.

Depression is a common occurrence but few talk about it because family and friends become uncomfortable with this subject. There’s this idiotic stigma pointing towards weakness, which is so far from the truth. Depression can be many things. It can be genetic, societies burden of stress, bullying or a chemical imbalance. Whatever the case, anyone with depression feels totally alone due to families and friends reaction.

Depression can be triggered from many things. It could be as simple as breaking up with your partner, doing bad in school, becoming pregnant, a death in the family, or result of an dysfunctional family.

What makes depression worse ?

The reaction of family or friends, telling you it’s only a phase…you’ll snap out of it! You’ll get ill advise, like :

  • Take on an activity, get involved.
  • Don’t worry, you’ll pull through it.
  • Stop being a pussy. Get your act together man!
  • Stop being such a baby!
  • Go to work, you’ll feel better.

In reality, they don’t really understand or want to deal with the problem.

Has this happen to you ?

Share with us what others have said to you.

The point is, the person with depression struggles alone, constantly fighting their inner demons. If you haven’t had real depression, you can’t understand what that person is going through. If that person feels completely lost and alone without any means of recovery, they will simply vanish, ending their life by whatever means they choose. Famous actors and singers have ended their lives, when you think they were on top-of-the-world.

See my post on Robin Williams HERE

How can they possibly be depressed?

Like I said, the only way you’ll understand is by having a deep depression yourself. And I don’t mean a one time depression, because of your finances or a fight with your spouse. I mean a long time depression.

As with Eskild, in day-to-day life, he looked happy and excited about his film making career. But underneath, it’s obvious he was struggling.

What made him decide there was no turning back ?

It could have been as simple as a rejection from a promising girlfriend, who never returned her love for him. It’s extremely hard to speculate what was going on, only it was all too real for him. He most probably felt there wasn’t any escape from his reality. Backed into the corner type-of-feeling.

Suicide is a split second decision.

Even health professionals have a hard time understanding everyone’s unique motive. Sure, they may understand the clinical reasoning but not truly understand the person. Or do they want to. In order to understand depression you must have experienced it yourself.

Have you ever felt there’s no escape?

On the outside you would have never known Eskild was having trouble. Truly he was a cheerful outgoing individual, eager to teach you how to make videos without a budget. Unfortunately there are warning signs, but like said, most reject it. Was it loneliness?

Unknown.

Eskild indeed was a remarkable person. And the thing is I never met him in person. Only known him through social media connections. So you see, that, as they say, is that…

All I really know about Eskild is, he sure knew the filming process, from filming, editing to the right type of equipment you should be using.

As film makers, screenwriters, artist, actors and crew, we all hope our project will one day be in the theatres throughout the world, sharing our amazing story with others. It’s hard to speculate what caused Eskild to feel so sad. If only he knew the world was watching his videos because of his remarkable skill in the film industry.

We all have dreams.

Unfortunately, only the ‘few fortunate’ make it to the top selection of life. Most of us struggle waiting for that lucky break where we’re given an Oscar for our incredible achievements. The world of ‘Fine Arts’ is indeed the most challenging due to the fierce competition.

I had a dream too.

If only I could afford to fly Eskild and Anders up here to British Columbia, Canada 🇨🇦 to begin production on my Scifi horror genre screenplay,’Black Angels’.

BUT – like everyone else I don’t have 20 million dollars to execute my dream into reality. All I can do is promote and wait for that lucky break. While I wait for that lucky break ( like the rest of the world) I like to dream. My dreams are placed into words. Those words envision a story.

“ I envision a story and bring it to life.” BMD

I only hope I can encourage others to follow your path, no matter the obstacles.

Don’t let your dreams die!

Did you know Robert Redford used his stardom to help other struggling independent filmmakers? This is why he started Sundance Film Festival in Park City, Utah. Did you know investors, directors and production companies head to Sundance Film Festival seeking new talent ? All you have to do is make a ‘short film’ from 10 – 15 minutes long. The point is, Robert Redford wanted to open the doors to unknown filmmakers.

My heart goes out to Eskild. I only wish I could of assured him, even though there are a lot of road blocks in life, your dreams will never be crushed. Eskild talent as a filmmaker, was without question valuable to the world.

It’s with a heavy heart to say Eskild will deeply be missed. My condolences to his family. I only wished I met him in person and could have helped.

This stigma of depression must stop ! If you’re a friend? Be a real friend and encourage that friend. Give him or her hope for a brighter future. It’s a struggle out there; just don’t let that friend of yours struggle by themselves. Never give them an ultimatum.

Show them LOVE , RESPECT and KINDNESS.

By Bari Demers Screenwriter and writer from your Dreams

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