People have tried to define me my entire life, definitions that don’t quite fit. I’m not a filmmaker, as I hardly use film anymore. I’m not a Moviemaker, as that is limiting. I was never the Class Clown or School Bully (Thank The Universe for not being either) I never asked to be on put the pedestal many tried to knock me down from. I never fit in... though you might have thought otherwise. 


I was the Breakfast Club rolled into one; the Jock, the Geek, the Weirdo, the Stoner. I wasn’t the Pretty Rich Girl but I was the Poor Boy From The Other Side Of The Tracks.


I was Co-Captain of my football team and in the chess club. I was part of the Drama Club and school news paper. I ran with many cliques and was my own lone wolf.


I’ll tell you what I am, which should not be confused with the sum-total of who I am:


I am an open book (Kind of literary now that my new book came out June, 2019) I'm a castle with a moat as well as a 10 mile wide & high wall. I’m a contradiction (Which makes sense being born a Pisces) A Contrarian. A Word Smith (Which is quite a bold statement for someone Dyslexic. I’m socked I didn’t write “Words Mith”) A Magic-Hope Maker. A we don’t want hear it Truth Speaker. An I Don't Give A Damn.


I am a Story Teller.

But that’s me defining me. In the end, as well as now, it will be others who define me.


But on my terms

@jD Shapiro, All Rights Reseverved, 2019