Monday, February 19, 2018

welcome to JOSHBARKEY dot com

Hi. I'm Josh Barkey. 

I'm pretty eclectically-creative, but my main focus is screenwriting. 

In the summer of 2015 I produced my first feature-length film, PINK. I've also had a number of short films produced, like TWO FOR TEA and LOCKER 212. And I co-directed a fun little no-budget short film called GNOMES, which stars my seven-year-old son. I've currently got another feature film and a handful of shorts in various stages of pre-production-slash-development. My screenplays have done pretty well in competitions, with a winner in the Page Screenwriting contest, a finalist in the Nashville Film Festival and Atlanta F.F. screenwriting competitions, and a semi-finalist in the Big Break. They've also quarterfinaled in twelve other screenplay competitions, including twice for The Nicholl Fellowship, and twice in the Austin Film Festival. 

On the sidebar you'll find links to script-samples, my Amazon account (for my books), and all sorts of other writing, photography, and visual art. It's an eclectic mess, but hey... so am I!

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Talent, Failure... or Both?

Yesterday on John August and Craig Mazin's awesome podcast Scriptnotes, they repeated the mantra of theirs that "Talent Will Out," assuring me and my fellow hopeful-wannabes that despite the current contraction of the industry, if we write an amazing enough script then Hollywood will (somehow) hear about it and beckon us lovingly into the fold. 

Booyah for me, amiright? 

People like my stuff and wanna work with me. I'm good at what I do. Heck, even John August himself once quoted me on his blog. 

It's only a matter of time.

He said. 

Assuring himself. 


For the zillionth time.

A few days ago, some other Wannabe Screenwriter who I didn't know checked out MY SCRIPT-SAMPLES WEBSITE, and then wrote to tell me it looked like I'm doing well for myself.


Har-dee-frickin-har, har... sob.

When it comes to my writing, I feel like a massive failure. 

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

President Drumpf...

This morning on the Facebooks, I made the following prediction about the results of our upcoming Presidential election:

"I'm callin' it: Trump's the next President of the United States.

I think Hillary'll go against him and then her scandals will catch up to her at the last moment, and Trump'll essentially be the only candidate. He'll win, and it'll plunge us into a totalitarian nightmare that'll be fantastically-motivating for artists and writers, right up until the moment when we all start 'disappearing.'

All empires crumble. Especially ones where selfishness and violence are extolled.

Our turn to fade."

This prompted a bunch of (generally hilarious) discussion, with one woman insisting I predict what would happen if I was wrong, and either Clinton or Sanders became the next President. Now, there is of course zero percent chance that I am wrong. But just for the intellectual-exercise of it, I added the following addendum:

Sunday, May 8, 2016

and now, premiering at Cannes...

A short film I helped to write (AT EASE) is premiering in the Short Film Corner at Cannes Film Festival later this month. So, y'know... if you happen to be in France on May 19th at 6 p.m., pop on by.

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Age of Beauty and Despair

Yesterday I was noticing some random celebrity-woman's pinched little button-nose, and how it looked uncomfortably like Michael Jackson's latter-years-schnozzle. This got me thinking about how rhinoplasty is the most common cosmetic surgery among teenagers, and how painful it is just to think about the phrase "most common cosmetic surgery among teenagers." 

I mean, geez, I know it's an insecure time, but that statistic means there are kids (mostly girls) out there who when they say, "I'm not pretty enough," their parents answer, "You know what... you're right. Here's five grand to go get your face cut."

Because why should genes get in the way of happiness? 
And what's happiness, other than fitting the Youth-and-Beauty "standard?"
What worth do you have, except as something for other people to look at?

And whoah. Hey. I'm not judging, here. I'm not a woman, so I haven't lived my entire life under the gravitational weight of a mass-marketing industry telling me my worth as a human being is determined entirely by one factor: how I look. I haven't been presented with an impossible, artificial, deceptive "standard" of what beauty is, and then manipulated into spending huge to try to meet it. 

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

morning mouse

For those who don't like killing the mousen:

The best way that I have found to live-trap mice is to take an empty soda can and super-glue dog food all over it, then punch a hold in each end and put a stiff wire through it (just cut up an old clothes-hanger), then stick the ends of that wire through holes drilled on opposite sides of a tall bucket. Give 'em a board/ramp up to the top of the bucket, and when they go across the wire out to the can, they'll try to pull the dog food off and fall right in.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

say NO to plastic

I'm probably less plasticated than the average Babylonian out there in internet-land, but this video reminded me to say, "No straw, please," on the rare occasions when I eat out. Do it.

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