The Monkey Block and Queen Calafia

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This morning I awoke with the realization I am the Caretaker of the Creative Stackpole Family History, because they have passed away, along with a good friend of the family, Michael Harkins.  Michael told me stories about Ralph Stackpole. He told me how his grandson, Peter Stackpole died. He was camping on the American River when he spotted an eagle feather floating by. He dove in for it, and never came to surface. Peter’s father is the son of the LIFE photographer who took the photos of Joan and Christina Crawford. Peter took the pic of Joan chatting with the infamous artist, Salvadore Dali.

My group of Bohemians have exchanged precious bodily fluids. I got on the computer and tried to find Brian Purvis, who took Pip’s virginity when she was thirteen. Brian was also Rosemary’s lover. He kidnapped Rena on Pismo Beach. I want his photographs before he kicks the bucket, and these images get tossed in the ash can. Does he have dirty pictures of my mother?

Michael went with me to Christine’s funeral. In the car with my mother and family friends, he addressed my mother as “Mother” because he heard this from others in the car. Pip took offence – because she always wanted my child – and asked my best friend she never met;

“Who the hell are you!?”

I gave Vicki’s childhood friend  Michael’s – Friends of Family Tree Chart –  wherein were many of Pips lovers, that she had to have, because she was the Family Groupie. Now, she had to have Wanda’s second born. Wanda was my second mother. You could see her plotting all the way the church. People get seriously laid at funerals. Pip was lining Cindy up for me, she staying the night at the Benton home of Pacific Grove. Cindy’s husband did not attend. If I had a way to invite Rena, she and her husband, the Admiral, might have made a grand entrance. Here comes her muse!

Here is Christine looking at the photos I took of the painting I did of Rena I did in 1971 – who sent me pics of her profile I asked for, they taken in a pay-booth. She had sunglasses sitting on her head. This is when Rosamond decided to take up art.

Prescos 1975 Greg, Christine, Shannon, Vicki & Rosemary

In recounting the day Rena put on make-up for us, and in making a plea to her to let me work with the photos of her, I got angry. If I had contacted her as co-owner of the Rosamond Gallery in Carmel, then I would own credentials and credibility. Any innate fears Rena may have entertained ( because she is mentally ill) would be assuaged by my stature in the Art community of Carmel.

As a rule, serial killers and stalkers to not give a creep-by-creep account of their dark agendas on their blog, because they don’t want the cops to discover their Den of Evil, and take their captured sex-objects away. However, my Victim-Muse may have read Stacey Pierrots ‘Rosamond’ webpage where she advertises the lies of her second ghost writer that employs the brochure Christine allowed to be printed and displayed in her gallery, where I found it. I was flabberglasted! I knew right away the Insane Rosamond’s Caretakers had ripped off ‘Mommie Dearest’ that had come out months earlier. Rosemary was now Bad Mommie ‘The Torturer’ who is being ruthlessly exploited to bolster waning sales.

When I got home I called Christine and complained.

“Oh, that! You should not take is so seriously. It was written to sell my art. Besides, I was not aiming at you. It was aimed at our mother.”

“Oh! So you shoot a hole thru me to get at Rosemary!”

What Julie Lynch claims is she owns testimony from Christine’s kindergarten teacher about how skilled of an artist this five-year old artist, was. What is this teacher’s name? Where did she teach? How old was she when she testified? If she was thirty when Christine was five, and Julie talked to her in 2012, she would have been ninety-two years old. The brochure said Christine was four when I caught her drawing in the closet with a flashlight, and went and got my Mommie who whipped Rosamond with a wire hanger – but good. Did Rena read this and believe I was coming to Montana to give her a good whipping – after chaining her in a dark closet?  Rosemary owned a great fear my sister would steal my spotlight that I owned at five years of age. Why this fear? What would happen – if Rosamond succeeded – which she did? The Association of Truth in Art had two attorneys amongst its founders.

“If Christine’s parents had embraced her talent, there might be existing works from her childhood, but this was not to be. Fearing that Christine would steal her brother’s spotlight as the family artist, Christine’s mother, Rosemary, forbade Christine to draw at home. The only time she could express herself was at school or in her closet, by flashlight, when everyone else was asleep. Though we don’t have images to prove it, Christine’s kindergarten teacher has said that, by age five, Christine was already drawing with adult skill. She can remember Christine’s pictures of animals having near perfect detail and perspective.”

This morning I discovered that Ralph Stackpole was a good friend the artist, Maynard Dixon who was married to Dorothea Lange, the famous photographer, who the Weston family knew about. Ralph hung with Maynard and other artist, writers, and photographer at the Montgomery Block in San Francisco that was torn down to build the TransAmerica Title Pyramid, where sat my father’s Oakland High School chums wh invited him aboard. Vic turned them down because he had other lenders, one being Larry Chazen, a Gordon Getty man.

Here is a court document that Sydney Morris filed telling the Art World why he sold our creative family legacy to the outsider, Stacey Pierrot, in order to pay off the No.1 Creditor – Chazen!  As an exra added bonus we hear from Shannon Rosamond’s attorney who tried to meet with Garth Benton’s attorney, Robin Beare, but – SHE FEARED FOR HER LIFE! Perhaps Rena would like to consult her.





Stacey Pierrot was the manager of the gallery – before Christine died. Her best friend and Christine’s, was the Vice President, Jacci Belford – who tried to buy everything after Rosamond was dead. I wrote Morris a letter asking him why he was blessing the Bad Business People, giving them a second chance to Bankrupt the Rosamond legacy!

“They are doing this upon the assumption that waning sales will soar, because Rosamond is now a famous – DEAD ARTIST! This will not be the case! I want to see a market research!”

Dixon was a famous Western Artist who painted the murals of Queen Califa, the Black Amazon Queen who California is named after. Califa come from Caliph. Consider my ancestors battle with the Caliph of the Barbary Coast. Consider that I recently crowned Rena – Queen of the Amazons! I am going to have to find a younger Rena to star in my movie.

“Julie is a writer, producer and director, obsessed with movies that matter. As a screenwriter, Julie has been commissioned and optioned several times. Her biopic on the artist Rosamond was optioned by Oscar-winner Ron Schwary (Ordinary People).”

Joaquin Miller used to hang out at the Monkey Block, and in my old blog I posted a story where Miller and Bret Harte swap tales at the bar. Miller went with my grandmother on the trolley to San Francisco where she visited her husband, a well-known gambler in the Barbary Coast. Garth Benton was a well-know muralist and was the cousin of the famous artist and muralist, Thomas Hart Benton – who did many Western scenes.

Ralph is connected with the California College of Arts and Crafts, where Michael went, and where he met the famous Beat Poet Michael McClure. they became good friends, and I was introduced to McClure after seeing his play ‘Beard’.

This morning I called the Oakland Museum to find out the fate of the Western murals on the walls of the Golden West Saloon, where I drank, and where the beginning of my novel ‘The Gideon Computer’ takes place. The watercolor I did of Rena’s photograph, hung over the bar that was condemned after the big earthquake of 1989. I found these murals in an auction held in 1990.The sign for this bar may be on the outside of the Last Chance Saloon that I called an hour ago, but, they were not open.

Ralph did a giant stature of Pacifica, a goddess of the Pacific Coast where the Lone Cyprus has been take hostage. I told you I put the Shekinah on Santa Rosa Island for safe keeping. Today, her glory walks across the water. .

“Shekinah” in Hebrew is a a feminine noun, It is interesting that Isaiah refers to the Shekinah using feminine pronouns.”

Solomon is connected with the Shekinah that was introduced when his temple was built. This kin of David and Jesus married the Daughter of a Pharoah. She was a Princess – with no name. On this day, I give her the name – Calafia!

Last night I was watching the movie Flash Dance, and beheld the art director posing Jennifer Beals. OMG! She’s doing Christine’s ‘Summer Mood’ that was rendered in 1974. She is in a factory. Rena is a great dancer. I want to see proof of this. I want your photographs Rena.

“Sculptor Ruth Cravath described the scene as she found it in the 1930s, “the Montgomery Block had four floors. The first floor was offices. Artists had nothing to do with that… The Montgomery Block was a beautiful building. It had these sculptured heads around the outside… There was a big, open court… It was very good light for working… Every studio had two windows and some of [the studios] had running water and some didn’t… We had a luxurious one. We had running water and…a little two-burner gas plate that we cooked on…”

Maynard and Dorothea got looks when they walked the streets of San Francisco, they both wearing capes, he a Flamingo hat, and she, an artist’s Barret. Here are the parents of the Hippies. Consider the factory I lived in Boston. I became the Bohemian Historian my friend Nancy suggested I become. I once owned the cane-sword Victor Hugo Presco owned, and two boat lanterns that were on the sailboat Royal Rosamond owned when he sailed to the Anacapa Islands with his friend, Dashell Hammett.

Dorothea is seen sitting atop her very cool Woodie. Here is here famous photo of the Good Mommie.

I stayed a couple of weeks at the Will Rogers Hotel in downtown Oakland where the indigent hero of the Gideon Computer gets arrested after typing out a confession into the computer by his bed that beckoned to him “Talk to us, Pilgrim. Tell us your story!”

Your lonely tale.

I foresaw the coming of Facebook. Here is a story written by a tenant of fourteen years who is now a historian. Morris shamed my family for being poor and broke. We were rendered powerless.

When Christine and I were fifteen and fourteen Rosemary gathered her three eldest children, and crying, told us she was making porno movies for the Mob in order to support us. Big Bones Bremmer had her hooking influential folks who saw her movie, and had to have her. When the movie ‘East of Eden’ was on T.V. we gathered in reverence. Rosemary was the real Queen of the Amazons. She rescued us from our brutal father who raped my niece Shannon Rosamond in 1990. I do get so tired of the bullshit

Julie Lynch produced sexploitation movies. Getting Off is about a artist, Josie Ray, who becomes a sex fiend. Here is that woman artist theme again. “Ay! Rosie!”  After getting arrested in Oakland, the Mob moved Rosemary into the Beverley Hills Hotel. For six months we had no mother. That sexy Julie ends up insulting ‘The Momster’, is amusing. If John Steinbeck was around, he would have written our Family Story.

Jon Presco

Copyright 2015


“Hidden in a downtown Oakland alleyway is the Will Rogers Hotel. Mice, rats, roaches, bacteria, and downtrodden people have colonized the Will Rogers. Its prison-cell-sized rooms house whole families. Human feces are smeared on the shower walls of its communal bathrooms. An aggregate stench of rot, urine, alcohol, and vomit permeates the hallways. There are crying beeps from smoke detectors with dying batteries, shouting crack addicts, louder-shouting crack dealers, cigarette burns on the carpets, peeling paint, barred windows, a malfunctioning elevator, and creaking stairs.”


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The Cynosure Screenwriting Awards seek to expand the scope of mainstream
cinema by recognizing and rewarding feature-length scripts in two distinct      categories: screenplays which feature compelling female protagonists;  and screenplays that showcase diversity (ethnicity, race, sexuality, disability, etc.).   In 2011, we are proud to offer two (2) $3000 cash prizes to the top entrant in each category.  Also, each winner will be granted a Cynosure Mentorship.

Pacifica was a statue created by Ralph Stackpole for the 1939–1940 Golden Gate International Exposition held on Treasure Island in the San Francisco Bay. Stackpole’s largest sculpture, it towered 81 feet (25 m) over the entrance to the Cavalcade of the Golden West in the Court of Pacifica. The Court of Pacifica was dedicated to the heroic explorers of Pacific Ocean territories. Pacifica was the theme statue for the exposition, representing world peace, neighborliness, and the power of a unified Pacific coast.[1][2][3]

Pharaoh’s daughter who was the wife of Solomon is a figure in Hebrew scriptures who married the king of the United Monarchy of Israel to cement a political alliance with Egypt. Out of his vast harem, she is the only wife singled out, although she is not given a name in the texts. Her influence on Solomon is seen as the downfall of his greatness.’s_daughter_(wife_of_Solomon)

The Shekinah Glory

7 Now when Solomon had finished praying, fire came down from heaven and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices, and the glory of the Lord filled the house. 2 The priests could not enter into the house of the Lord because the glory of the Lord filled the Lord’s house. 3 All the sons of Israel, seeing the fire come down and the glory of the Lord upon the house, bowed down on the pavement with their faces to the ground, and they worshiped and gave praise to the Lord, saying, “Truly He is good, truly His lovingkindness is everlasting.”

“Shekinah” in Hebrew is a a feminine noun, It is interesting that Isaiah refers to the Shekinah using feminine pronouns. Especially in Isaiah 51. Particularly in Isaiah 51:9and 10 and its context the pronouns are feminine. In verse 10 the KJV uses thou and it to refer to the Shekinah. Both pronouns are feminine in Hebrew. The Qumran text makes the feminine form certain by adding a yod to 2fs. Literally feminine “you she” translated in KJV “thou it.” Without doubt this is why the inter-testament Rabbis coined the word Shekinah to describe the events where the physical presence performed miracles to guide and protect Israel. In the same passage (Isa 51:9) there is a phrase “arm of YHWH” that is used exclusively for the Messiah. This means Jesus was the Shekinah presence in the Old Testament events. That is why the coming of the Messiah and the return of the Shekinah to the second temple are intermixed in the extraordinarily mystically mixed passage of Zechariah 2:8-11.

When Oscar-winning movie icon Joan Crawford died in 1977, she couldn’t have known that just a year later, her adopted daughter Christina would publish Mommie Dearest, a memoir that recounted her abusive, militaristic, perfectionist tendencies as a mother. Because of the timing of the book’s publication, some people doubted the veracity of Christina’s claims — especially since Joan had taken great pains to appear publicly as the model parent. Furthering the distrust over Christina’s claims was that she and her brother Christopher had been taken out of Joan’s will, for reasons “well known to them” — giving Christina what seemed to be a perfect motivation to malign her mother’s name. There were others in the Hollywood community, though, who supported Christina’s account, saying they had witnessed Joan’s abusiveness. When the film version was released in 1981, starring Faye Dunaway as Joan, it was poorly received, proving that although Joan had been dead for nearly five years, she still had friends in high places. Nevertheless, audiences still remember one of most recited movie lines in history: “No wire hangers — ever!”

I am done with this frog pond, these mean little town blues for homeless loons that has no room for real ideas, especially, BIG IDEAS! There will be no Godzilla Festival competing with the Eugene Celebration that has been presented by the kindred of Ken Kesey. I am moving Ken back to the Bay Area where he lived for awhile so that he may be part of the Raising of Atlantis and the presenting of the Atlantean Grail to the world. For this move I bring out my BIG GUN, my kindred Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, who was the Muse for Hollywood Royalty that the Christian-right, and Osama Bin Laden, declared cultural warfare on.

Watch this video. Isn’t it clear the Republican-Church wants our nation to fail, wants to see our great cities to go down for the sake of country bumpkins who are bored out of their wits? What is this loon talking about? Who is her audience?

Stackpole worked as a laborer early in life to support himself and his mother following the death of his father in a lumber mill circular saw accident.[3] At sixteen, he came to San Francisco to study at the California School of Design beginning in 1903; he was influenced strongly by Arthur Frank Mathews, muralist and painter at the school. He met painter Helen Arnstein (later Helen Salz) while both were teenagers, and she became his first girlfriend. Arnstein, the daughter of wealthy Jewish art lovers and one year Stackpole’s senior, described him as “a remarkable draftsman” who painted and sketched constantly.[4] She was less impressed with his sense of color than with his precision in line. Stackpole polished his craft by working with artists at the Montgomery Block, playfully called “Monkey Block”, a bohemian hangout which included studios for painting and sculpture.

The Montgomery Block was San Francisco‘s first fireproof and earthquake resistant building, which came to be known as a Bohemian centre from the late 19th to the middle of the 20th century. It was located at 628 Montgomery Street, on the south-east corner of its intersection with Washington Street, today the location of the Transamerica Pyramid.

The four-story building was erected in 1853 by Henry Wager Halleck, later general in chief of the Union Army in the Civil War, in the “Barbary Coast” red-light district.[2] As locals endearingly refer to it, the Monkey Block was for a hundred years headquarters for many outstanding lawyers, financiers, writers, actors, and artists. Its tenants included artists and writers of all kind and it also hosted many illustrious visitors, among them Jack London, George Sterling, Lola Montez, Lotta Crabtree, Gelett Burgess, Maynard Dixon, Frank Norris, Ambrose Bierce, Bret Harte, the Booths and Mark Twain. The site of Montgomery Block is now registered as a California Historical Landmark.[1]

In the 1860s Mark Twain met a San Francisco fireman named Tom Sawyer in the Montgomery Block sauna. It was home in 1911 to exiled Dr. Sun Yat-sen who, working with Wong Sam Ark, wrote the Chinese constitution that was later installed after the fall of the Qing Dynasty.

Lawrence Ferlinghetti mentioned “the classic old Montgomery Block building, the most famous literary and artistic structure in the West” in his 1998 inaugural speech as Poet Laureate of San Francisco.[2]

The Montgomery Block was demolished in 1959, even though a preservation movement had begun to emerge in San Francisco. It is remembered for its historic importance as a bohemian center of the city. The Montgomery Block was replaced by a parking lot and later, the Transamerica Pyramid.

Sculptor Ruth Cravath described the scene as she found it in the 1930s, “the Montgomery Block had four floors. The first floor was offices. Artists had nothing to do with that… The Montgomery Block was a beautiful building. It had these sculptured heads around the outside… There was a big, open court… It was very good light for working… Every studio had two windows and some of [the studios] had running water and some didn’t… We had a luxurious one. We had running water and…a little two-burner gas plate that we cooked on…”19

Its compactness was, in part, what galvanized this unique community of artists in contrast with the art scene in New York City. Artists in San Francisco were concentrated in an area of a few blocks and others lived in close proximity — living, working, eating, drinking and talking on a daily basis, both collaborating and influencing one another’s work. According to WPA artist Gertrude Goodrich who is still painting in New Jersey, during the 1930s and 1940s, most New York City artists lived in Greenwich Village lofts.20 WPA sculptor Milton Hebald, who lives and works near Los Angeles, described how other New Deal artists were spread out over the large metropolitan area of New York City, perhaps meeting weekly at the Artists’ Union.21

From 1935 to 1939, Dorothea Lange’s work for the RA and FSA brought the plight of the poor and forgotten – particularly sharecroppers, displaced farm families, and migrant workers – to public attention. Distributed free to newspapers across the country, her poignant images became icons of the era.

Lange’s best-known picture is titled “Migrant Mother.”[7] The woman in the photo is Florence Owens Thompson. The original photo featured Florence’s thumb and index finger on the tent pole, but the image was later retouched to hide Florence’s thumb. Her index finger was left untouched (lower right in photo).[citation needed]

Maynard Dixon (January 24, 1875 – November 11, 1946) was a 20th-century American artist whose body of work focused on the American West. He was married for a time to American photographer Dorothea Lange.

Dixon was born in Fresno, California, into a family of aristocratic Virginia Confederates who had found a new home there after the American Civil War. His mother, a well-educated daughter of a Navy officer from San Francisco, shared her love of classic literature with the young boy and encouraged him in his writing and drawing. Dixon later studied briefly with the tonalist painter Arthur Mathews at the California School of Design where he became close friends with Xavier Martinez and others of the Bohemian Club. To support himself he accepted numerous illustration jobs. Great illustrators were plentiful around the turn of the century, yet Dixon obtained work from the Overland Monthly and several San Francisco newspapers.

In 1900 Dixon visited Arizona and New Mexico. This was the start of his lifelong passion for roaming the West. The next year he accompanied artist Edward Borein on a horseback trip through several Western states. In California, he illustrated books and magazines with Western themes. Some of his most memorable work from these early years appeared in Clarence Mulford’s books about Hopalong Cassidy. For a time he lived in New York with his young wife and baby daughter Constance, but soon returned to the western United States where he said he could create “honest art of the west” instead of the romanticized versions he was being paid to create. Shortly after he began a new life in San Francisco, his first marriage ended.[citation needed]

Dixon continued to create simple but powerful compositions in which non-essential elements were distilled or eliminated. In 1946, Maynard died at his winter home in Tucson. In the spring of 1947, his widow Edith brought his ashes to Mount Carmel where she buried them on a high bluff above the art studio being built on the property. This had been at his request and she felt it a fitting tribute where friends could come to pay respects and view the land that he loved.

In addition to painting, he also wrote poetry. An article in the California Historical Quarterly describe his poetry as “very competent and sometimes superb”.[1]

Calafia is a fictional warrior caliphess who ruled over a kingdom of Black women living on the mythical Island of California. The character of Queen Calafia was created by Spanish writer Garci Rodríguez de Montalvo who first introduced her in his popular novel entitled Las sergas de Esplandián (The Adventures of Esplandián), written around 1500.[1]

In the novel, Calafia is a pagan who is convinced to raise an army of women warriors and sail away from California with a large flock of trained griffins so that she can join a Muslim battle against Christians who are defending Constantinople. In the siege, the griffins harm enemy and friendly forces, so they are withdrawn. Calafia and her ally Radiaro fight in single combat against the Christian leaders, a king and his son the knight Esplandián. Calafia is bested and taken prisoner, and she converts to Christianity. She marries a cousin of Esplandián and returns with her army to California for further adventures.[2]

The name of Calafia was likely formed from the Arabic word khalifa (religious state leader) which is known as caliph in English and califa in Spanish. Similarly, the name of Calafia’s monarchy, California, likely originated from the same root, fabricated by the author to remind the 16th-century Spanish reader of the reconquista, a centuries-long fight between Christians and Muslims which had recently concluded in Spain. The character of Calafia is used by Rodríguez de Montalvo to portray the superiority of chivalry in which the attractive virgin queen is conquered, converted to Christian beliefs and married off. The book was very popular for many decades—Hernán Cortés read it—and it was selected by author Miguel de Cervantes as the first of many popular and assumed harmful books to be burnt by characters in his famous novel Don Quixote.[2]

Dixon developed his style during this early period, and Western themes became a trademark for him. In San Francisco, Dixon was considered a colorful character with a good sense of humor.[citation needed] He often dressed like a cowboy and seemed determined to impart a Western style, most often in the form of a black Stetson, boots and a bolo tie.

In the book The Adventures of Esplandián, after many pages of battles and adventures, the story of Calafia is introduced as a curiosity, an interlude in the narrative.[4] Calafia is introduced as a regal black woman, courageous, strong of limb and large of person, full in the bloom of womanhood, the most beautiful of a long line of queens who ruled over the mythical realm of California. She is said to be “desirous of achieving great things”; she wanted to see the world and plunder a portion of it with superior fighting ability, using her army of women warriors. She commanded a fleet of ships with which she demanded tribute from surrounding lands, and she kept an aerial defense force of griffins, fabulous animals which were native to California, trained to kill any man they found.[5]

Calafia meets Radiaro, a Moslem warrior who convinces her that she should join him in retaking Constantinople from the Christian armies holding it. Calafia, in turn, convinces her people to take their ships, weapons, armor, riding beasts, and 500 griffins, and sail with her to Turkey to fight the Christians, though she has no concept of what it means to be Moslem or Christian.[5] Her subjects arm themselves with weapons and armor made of gold, as there is no other metal in California. They fill their ships with supplies and hasten to sea.[5]

Landing near Constantinople, Calafia meets with other Moslem warrior leaders who were unable to remove King Amadis and his Christian allies from the city, and she tells them all to hold back and watch her manner of combat—she says they will be amazed. The next morning, she and her women warriors mount their “fierce beasts” wearing gold armor “adorned with the most precious stones”, advancing to invest the city.[5] Calafia orders the griffins forward and they, hungry from the long sea voyage, fly out and maul the city’s defenders.[6] Sating their hunger, the griffins continue to snatch Christian men in their claws and carry them high in air only to drop them to their deaths. The city’s defenders cower and hide from the griffins. Seeing this, Calafia passes word to her Moslem allies that they are free to advance and take the city. The griffins, however, cannot tell Moslem from Christian; they can only tell man from woman. The griffins begin snatching Moslem soldiers and carrying them aloft, dropping and killing them. Calafia questions her pagan faith, saying, “O ye idols in whom I believe and worship, what is this which has happened as favorably to my enemies as to my friends?”[5] She orders her woman warriors to take the city’s battlements and they fight well, taking many injuries from arrows and quarrels piercing the soft gold metal of their armor. Calafia orders her allies forward to assist the Californians in battle, but the griffins pounce again, killing Moslem men. She directs the griffin trainers to call them off, and the griffins return to roost in the ships.[5]

Julie is a writer, producer and director, obsessed with movies that matter.

As a screenwriter, Julie has been commissioned and optioned several times.

Her biopic on the artist Rosamond was optioned by Oscar-winner Ron Schwary (Ordinary People).

Julie’s legal thriller, 27, placed second out of three thousand scripts in the IndieProducer Screenplay Contest. Julie and Vicki Light are producing.

Julie’s romantic thriller, Dark Desire, starring Kelly Lynch (Drugstore Cowboy) and Michael Nouri (Flashdance), was bought by LIFETIME and garnered excellent ratings.

Emmy-winner Armand Assante (Gotti) commissioned Julie to write a drama about Iraq veterans.

Julie A. Lynch made her directorial debut with this low-budget indie, an AIDS drama set in 1992 NYC, where three women — promiscuous artist Josie Ray (Christine Harnos),


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