At the Intersection of Genius and Creativity

If I had the time, juice and power to get it done, I’d write a novel or maybe a screenplay about the Beatles.

They’d all be still alive now, the “Fab Four” they once were but also as the grown men they became and finally, now, as the old men they’d all be if John hadn’t been murdered and George had never smoked (he died of cancer at age 58).

They’d all be together at all these different ages, and, of course, they’d be the stars of the story.