Mr. Parker does not bear his name for no apparent reason. But for a host of reasons. Thus, he carries out his job. And does what he does for any and all would-be screenplay interdepending, interconnecting, intercommunicating, interacting beginners. By the name of Floyd Merrell, for example. I became enchanted over the idea that Adam listens to us, informs us, communes with us, takes us by the hand, and graciously leads us toward the beginning of our newly created screenplay to its ending. Empathizing us by way of a dish of increasing hope our own creative efforts may manage effectively to pan out. Becoming what we could not have become of their own accord. Thanks to Adam’s helpful words bringing about our feeling at one with with him and all aspects of his tasks and ours as he explains them to us in the sense that we otherwise would likely not be able efficiently to comprehend. Especially in my case, I would imagine. Adam transformed my mind-taunting terribly skeptical thoughts to perhaps convincing thoughts becoming increasingly persuading thoughts swaying me toward compelling thoughts where I might find myself at this juncture. For that, call me grateful.