I Was Wrong About Native Americans

Part 1 ("Yellowstone" references inside!)

The first time I met a Native American was in a screenwriting group in the early ’90s. Marcy Graywing (not her real name, but she had an oh-so-cool last name) was older than me, married, had kids and was proudly Christian. It wasn’t that I couldn’t relate to her because of those things—it was because I had internalized the idea that all Native Americans…