I'm planning on writing a screenplay based, in part, on my salsa experience (I'll think of a better name, but "Slutty Dancing" works for now). It's the story of one woman as she navigates the fun and perilous world of salsa dancing in search of her true self, a sluttier wardrobe, and boundaries on the dance floor (or something like that...).

I've been researching a plethora of dance movies (via Netflix) and have found three thematic features common to this genre: 1) the struggle between dancing from the heart vs. society's dictates (this includes women embracing their sexuality through dance) 2) an inter-racial love story that crosses social classes, makes others uncomfortable, and to which dance proves a transcendent force and 3) a really crappy script. The genre seems to badly suffer from a relentless lack of irony (i.e., "Nobody puts Baby in the corner!"...need I say more?).

In addition to the first two elements, I hope to inject some of the less touted, but equally predominant challenges and joys of salsa dance culture, such as: Stiletto Impalements (spike heels that cut right through the cartiledge...one of the most perilous aspects of salsa for women), White Men Who Can't Hear The Beat (but who feel strangly compelled to enact an array of mime facial expressions...another perilous aspect of salsa for women), Cheap Slutty Dresses (And Clothes) that fill up your wardrobe (even if they turn you into a glitter-spraying machine), Weird Older Asian Twins who gyrate in a convulsive spasm, Financially Prosperous Single Women (who can't imagine finding a guy who would be worth giving this up for), Salsa Rapists and Other Freaks who use the dance to enact bizarre sexual rituals...and much, much more (could "Lord of the Rings" been any scarier?...didn't think so).

Just for today, I can write a new dance movie.