It was a cloudless day in L.A., commonplace for the City of Angels, and I was enjoying a stroll through one of the many canyons that divide L.A. proper from the San Fernando Valley.  When what to my wandering eye should appear but hundreds upon hundreds of white 81/2 x 11 papers littering the trail for at least 50 meters ahead of me.

If you remember only one thing about me, it’s that I HATE LITTERERS!!!!!  Seeing the papers tossed everywhere made me mad and my first impulse was to pick them up.  So, I crouched down and started with one paper.  I looked at it carefully.  There was typing on it, which upon further inspection, turned out to be a page from a script.  I wasn’t surprised, I was in L.A. afterall.

Immediately I conjured up a story in my mind.  A frustrated writer had been shopping around his script and no one was biting.  It had taken him years of perfecting his masterpiece, but door after door was being slammed in his face.  One final refusal pushed him over the edge, and while walking defeated through this canyon trail, he angrily tossed his life’s work into the air, letting the breeze carry the sheets where ever they may.  Onward he trudged towards the nearest bar to drink himself into a stupor.

I picked up another sheet; dialogue, camera angles, fades in and out.  Definitely a script.  Curious, I walked over to where a stack of the papers were still bound together and brought it home for some light entertaining reading.

Fast forward to last week.  I was watching a preview for a movie on T.V..  Cameron Diaz and James Marsden star in the movie ‘The Box’.  As I’m watching the preview, it’s like I knew where the story was going.  But how?  Deja vu?  I sat there and thought about it.  Did I read the book?  No.  What was it?  And then, a vision!  A vision of hundreds and hundreds of papers strewn about a Californian canyon 5 years ago!  And here it is, come to life in ‘The Box’!