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Badass Writer of the Week: David Ayer

David Ayer

By Jonathan Merrick

From street kid to one of Hollywood’s elite screenwriters, David Ayer has had one hell of a ride.

Ayer, a former submariner in the U.S. Navy, had his newest film, “Fury” starring Brad Pitt, hit theaters this past weekend to rave reviews and took the top spot at the box office. He’s made his stamp in Hollywood for writing gritty, character-driven movies that audiences can’t get enough of. In a world of play-it-safe writers, he makes it a point to write on the edge, earning his status as our Badass Writer of the Week.

Ayer spent most of his early life as a street kid in South Central Los Angeles (in later years, the city would become the backdrop for many of his films). He dropped out of college and found himself in the U.S. Navy. After he left the service, Ayer lived in a tough area of Los Angeles, struggling to break into Hollywood and dealing stress from his time in the military. He comitted petty crimes and spent his days adrift with his friends. Ayer eventually channeled his energy into screenwriting and wrote “Harsh Times,” which he would later go on to direct.

Following the success of the movie, Ayer was able to get away from the streets and become a script doctor. He worked on “The Fast and Furious”, “U-571”, “S.W.A.T,” and other high-end action films. On a personal note, I should mention that his commentary track on the “S.W.A.T” DVD is one of the most useful writer’s commentaries of all time. He’s brutally honest and speaks freely about his style and work ethic. Anyone who wants to pen screenplays has to check it out immediately.

Ayer’s big break came with “Training Day,” the film that Denzel Washington would win an Oscar for. Form here, Ayer began making his own films, including “Street Kings” and “Sabotage.” From what I’ve seen and heard, “Fury” could end up being his masterpiece.

For all of the above reasons, Ayer is a true badass in Hollywood. He stays true to the craft of writing by writing what he knows.

Oh yeah, go see “Fury.”

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Badass Writer of the Week: Charles Willeford

Charles Willeford

Charles Willeford

By Sean Tuohy

It takes a tough guy to know how to write a tough guy novel and Charles Willeford was the definition of tough guy.

How tough was good old Charles Willeford? When you Google Image search his name it is impossible to not find a picture of him smoking and looking ultra cool. During his career as a writer Willeford penned a dozen hardboiled noir age novels and the genre-bending Hoke Molsey series. Willeford has been praised by James lee Bruke, Elmore Leonard, and Quentin Tarantino as the best crime writer of all time.

But before he became a tough guy writer, Willeford lived the tough guy life.

Born in 1919, Willeford had a rough start. He lost both parents before he was a teenager and came of age during the Great Depression. At 13 years old, when most of us were getting bitch slapped by puberty, Willeford assumed an identity and jumped on a freight train. He was barely a teenager and he essentially became Jason Bourne.

Willeford lied about his age, joined the Army, and fought in World War II as a tank commander. While still in Europe, Willeford wrote and published his first book that was the toughest, meanest collection of…poetry. Wait a minute. Really? You mean the guy who fought in WWII and also worked as a fireman, cook, and gas truck driver before he was 20 years old, wrote poetry? Then again, who are we to judge? Even tough guys have a soft side.

After 1950 Willeford was all over the place. He joined the Air Force for a while, he was a boxer, actor, radio host, and in between all that went to college and got his M.A. in English. During this time, Willeford published several highly praised, but low grossing novels, High Priest of California and Cockfighter among them.

Charles Willeford

Charles Willeford

While working as a professor at Miami Dade College, and nine years after his last published novel, Willeford printed his most successful novel Miami Blues. The cop drama took place in Miami during the wild drug days in the 1980's and features hard-nose, no-nonsense police detective Hoke Molsey.

Miami Blues was later turned in to a film starring Alec Baldwin. Willeford, now in his sixties, was finally making a living as a full-time writer.

He pumped out a total of four Hoke novels before his death in 1987. We assume that when he died Willeford was puffing a smoke and coming up with one final great tough line.

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Badass Writer of the Week: Dickey Chapelle

Dickey Chapelle

Dickey Chapelle

By Sean Tuohy

Dickey Chapelle's normal attire was military fatigues, a bush hat, a pair of glasses, and a set of pearl earrings. Chapelle was part G.J. Joe, part photojournalist, and an all-around badass who sent the boys packin'.

Chapelle was born Georgette Louise Meyer in Milwaukee, Wis., in 1919, and lived a normal Midwestern girl life right up until she graduated high school first in her class and won an aeronautical engineering scholarship to Massachusetts Institute of Technology at the age of 16. It’s totally normal that a teenage girl would head off to one of the best colleges in the nation to design airplanes during that era of U.S. history.

Well, like most badasses, Chapelle found the classroom to be boring, so she returned home and got a job at a local airfield. She preferred learning to fly planes than learning how to design them. Keep in mind that women had just gotten the right to vote in the U.S. a year after Chapelle was born. Also, Amelia Earhart was just learning basic flying skills and this girl from mid-America was hot on her coat tails.

Earhart caught a break when it was discovered that our heroine was having an affair with a fellow pilot. We're not sure what affair meant in the 1930's, but we assume that Chapelle once held eye contact for more than 10 seconds with a male pilot. Besides, even if she did it, badasses are meant to break rules, and what’s the point of breaking rules if you’re not going to have wild sex with your hot male counterpart who happens to fly planes for a living.

A young Dickey Chapelle

A young Dickey Chapelle

Anyway, Chapelle was shipped off to Florida for a while, but then moved to New York City where she took evening photograph classes with Tony Chapelle. As you can probably guess, she ended up marrying him and taking his name. When World War II broke out, Chapelle adopted the first name Dickey, after one of her favorite explorers, and landed a job at National Geographic despite having nearly no experience as a photographer.

Her first assignment was nothing special. The magazine sent her to the Pacific theater with U.S. Marines. Wait, what? Yup, Chapelle spent a good chunk of World War II in the middle of some of the heaviest fighting. She witnessed the battles of Iwo Jima and Okinawa. She just dug herself in with the fighting men and never missed a thing.

Dickey Chapelle roughing it.

Dickey Chapelle roughing it.

After the war, Chapelle did was any normal person would do once the returned home. She went right back out looking for more crazy dangerous stuff to do! Up until her death in 1965, she trotted around the world snapping pictures of war zones and was known to go to extraordinary lengths to cover a story. For example, Chapelle was thrown in jail at one point and trained with paratroopers learning how to jump out of a plane. Here at Writer's Bone it takes two bottles of cheap whiskey to just make it to the airport, while Chapelle probably didn’t even blink learning to jump out of them. Because of her badass style, Chapelle earned the respect of both the military and reporting world.

When the U.S. began sending troops to Vietnam, Chapelle went with them. Unlike other reporters who did not travel with the troops, Chapelle traveled with soldiers out on missions. Sadly, it was during one of these trips that she was struck by a piece of shrapnel and was killed. She was the first female war correspondent to be killed in Vietnam and the first American female reporter to be killed in action.

Dickey Chapalle was the female version of an ass-kicking Jimmy Olsen. She was three shades of tough with a winning smile and a determination to capture a moment precisely and honestly. We salute her all-around badassery by bestowing her with this week’s badass writer of the week award.

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Badass Writer of the Week: John Gardner

James Gardner shooting a camera man who got too close to his car.

James Gardner shooting a camera man who got too close to his car.

By Sean Tuohy

Did you just ask yourself, "Who is John Gardner?" Seriously? Fuck off! #Badasswriter Gardner was born and raised in England and didn't waste time becoming a badass. At the outbreak of World War II, he joined the British Army's Home Guard when he was 13-years-old. At that age, my biggest worry was hair growing in new places. Gardner was fighting Nazis. Nazis! 

In 1942, he joined the Royal Marine Commandos where he became a small arms and explosives expert, and learned to fly a plane. He became a priest after the war, but that only lasted until 1958 when he lost his faith in God and turned to drinking. When Gardner sobered up, he turned his badass skills toward writing and he produced some of the most acclaimed spy thrillers of his time.

What do you do after fighting Nazis? You fucking write James Bond novels.

What do you do after fighting Nazis? You fucking write James Bond novels.

In 1979, Gardner took over the long running and, at that time, sagging James Bond book series. He turned the series back in to a top seller. During his time penning James Bond, Gardner produced 14 novels, each a massive best-seller. So, not only did he save the world from Nazis while still a teenager, he saved one of pop culture's biggest icons from extinction.

John Gardner died of a heart attack at the age of 80. We assume at the time of his death he was fighting a brown bear that had chainsaws for hands.

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