So a while back (it might have been a long while...I'm not really sure) I posted the beginning to the script which I am still calling "Memory Script". That post is here. I recently realized I never actually showed you guys the rest of that script - oops. So although I don't really have much to say, I thought I'd let you see that now.
If you have any criticisms or critiques or comments or anything at all, please let me know - no matter how trivial or important. I will try to get to editing this, so any feedback would be helpful. Anyway, hopefully you'll enjoy it!
Script!
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Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Monday, May 28, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Update and Script Preview
Finals are over! And grades are in - I got As (or Os for Harry Potter world, 4.0 GPA, Very High Achievement/High Distinction in Australia etc.) in all my classes, which is good, since I studied more during that week than I have in my entire life. Even history went well, which is the one I was worried about.
Anyway, after finals, my grandma came to visit with my step-grandpa. The Sunday after finals, we had a recital, which my mom ran because she's a music teacher. It was held at a nursing home in town, which we've done before. This time...it had a bit of a nasty twist to it.
Not long before we got there (My mom and I go early to set up the equipment because there isn't a good piano at the home, so we bring our keyboard and amp), one of the residents had an accident. It was supposedly all cleaned up, but...Let's just say that moving the tables involved me encountering some of the "stuff" that was(n't) cleaned up. I.e. feces. Not fun. Fortunately, we weren't wearing our dress clothes yet. When we went back to perform, I did not sit down or touch anything for the entire time. ;)
On Monday we went to see the Avengers, since it was my brother's birthday - excellent dialogue, impressive special effects, not so great on the character development. I won't say anymore lest I spoil it for someone. But if you haven't seen it yet, don't waste your money (unless you have a lot to spend) and just wait for it online/DVD/Blue-ray/whatever else there is.
And now finally, as requested, here is part of my first script. It isn't finished yet, so I may or may not be able to tell you what happens later - it depends on if I've written it yet or not. This also has not been edited - feel free to tell me which parts need the most editing, or give me pointers on how to do it better. This is my first screenplay, so I'm very open to critique/criticism. I don't have a title for my script(s) yet, so I've been referring to this one as "Memory Script". Descriptive, right? Without further ado (well, maybe a little), the first twelve pages or so of "Memory Script"!
(Oh, and sorry for the rather long post - there's been a lot going on.)
Beginning of Memory Script
Anyway, after finals, my grandma came to visit with my step-grandpa. The Sunday after finals, we had a recital, which my mom ran because she's a music teacher. It was held at a nursing home in town, which we've done before. This time...it had a bit of a nasty twist to it.
Not long before we got there (My mom and I go early to set up the equipment because there isn't a good piano at the home, so we bring our keyboard and amp), one of the residents had an accident. It was supposedly all cleaned up, but...Let's just say that moving the tables involved me encountering some of the "stuff" that was(n't) cleaned up. I.e. feces. Not fun. Fortunately, we weren't wearing our dress clothes yet. When we went back to perform, I did not sit down or touch anything for the entire time. ;)
On Monday we went to see the Avengers, since it was my brother's birthday - excellent dialogue, impressive special effects, not so great on the character development. I won't say anymore lest I spoil it for someone. But if you haven't seen it yet, don't waste your money (unless you have a lot to spend) and just wait for it online/DVD/Blue-ray/whatever else there is.
And now finally, as requested, here is part of my first script. It isn't finished yet, so I may or may not be able to tell you what happens later - it depends on if I've written it yet or not. This also has not been edited - feel free to tell me which parts need the most editing, or give me pointers on how to do it better. This is my first screenplay, so I'm very open to critique/criticism. I don't have a title for my script(s) yet, so I've been referring to this one as "Memory Script". Descriptive, right? Without further ado (well, maybe a little), the first twelve pages or so of "Memory Script"!
(Oh, and sorry for the rather long post - there's been a lot going on.)
Beginning of Memory Script
Monday, March 12, 2012
Possible stories?
This is a little thing I started - I'm thinking that I might try making it into a story about a girl who has issues but then eventually finds her way to a successful and happy life. Whether or not I'll go through with that I don't know. I might just decide to kill her. That'd be simple. What do you think? Oh yeah, and I don't have a title as of now, so I just put Story of a Girl - that's an awful title, but whatever. I don't know enough about the story to know what it should be.
Story of a Girl
Now, I also need another story idea, although this time, it's not for a short story or novel. I'm doing Script Frenzy - and hopefully it'll turn out better than FAWM did (can't remember if I posted on the results of FAWM or not, but it was a resounding failure, with a total of 1 song and couple fragments). So, last year I wrote some comic book scripts, which I was actually quite proud of and found extremely fun to write. That time I had no idea what I was doing as far as writing a script for a comic goes - I spent the first few days of April trying to figure out how to format. I'll probably do a post on that.
Anyway, this year I think it'd be fun to do a play or movie script. Actually I think I'll do a movie script. Or perhaps both. We'll see how many pages it takes (Script Frenzy is 100 pages of script in April). But before I can start writing, I need a story. Last year was easy - I took my character from an RPG, reworked her, and then used her as the main character. This year, I don't really have any ideas yet.
Where do you get your ideas?
Story of a Girl
Now, I also need another story idea, although this time, it's not for a short story or novel. I'm doing Script Frenzy - and hopefully it'll turn out better than FAWM did (can't remember if I posted on the results of FAWM or not, but it was a resounding failure, with a total of 1 song and couple fragments). So, last year I wrote some comic book scripts, which I was actually quite proud of and found extremely fun to write. That time I had no idea what I was doing as far as writing a script for a comic goes - I spent the first few days of April trying to figure out how to format. I'll probably do a post on that.
Anyway, this year I think it'd be fun to do a play or movie script. Actually I think I'll do a movie script. Or perhaps both. We'll see how many pages it takes (Script Frenzy is 100 pages of script in April). But before I can start writing, I need a story. Last year was easy - I took my character from an RPG, reworked her, and then used her as the main character. This year, I don't really have any ideas yet.
Where do you get your ideas?
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Mushy - Ew!
Have you ever noticed how there's an awful lot of love poems? I think it's possible to categorize all love poems into three categories - wishing for love, in love, and breakups. What other categories can you categorize poetry into?
The following poem is just something that I spit out - I don't particularly like it. Oh well.
Empty
My heart is empty,
Because I can't breathe,
With that look in your eyes,
That says you hate me,
Even though you say you don't,
If I could have one wish,
I would wish for us to go back in time,
Back to the way we were when I didn't feel this way,
Back to the way it was when you said you loved me,
And I believed you,
I shelter my heart behind an iron wall,
Pretending that what you say doesn't matter,
Trying to convince myself that you weren't good enough for me,
But I still loved you,
And I still love you,
So I can't go on,
While my heart is empty.
The following poem is just something that I spit out - I don't particularly like it. Oh well.
Empty
My heart is empty,
Because I can't breathe,
With that look in your eyes,
That says you hate me,
Even though you say you don't,
If I could have one wish,
I would wish for us to go back in time,
Back to the way we were when I didn't feel this way,
Back to the way it was when you said you loved me,
And I believed you,
I shelter my heart behind an iron wall,
Pretending that what you say doesn't matter,
Trying to convince myself that you weren't good enough for me,
But I still loved you,
And I still love you,
So I can't go on,
While my heart is empty.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Contest News
Well, I know I already did a post today, but I just got home, and had mail! I'd entered a poetry contest over at Creative Communication (www.poeticpower.com) which someone (can't remember who, if you know who you are, tell me and thank you!) told me about. And what d'ya know, they want to publish my poem in their collection of the top poems! I'm still in the running for the prizes, but I'm gonna be published! :D Here's the poem that I entered.
Oh yeah, and it's slightly shorter than what it originally was (I wrote it a couple years ago and just pulled it out for this), since it had to be under 21 lines...I looked through my considerable collection of poetry and could not find a single good one under 21. So this one was shortened a few lines. I kind of doubt I'll get a prize, since I don't actually think this is a very good poem, but it's cool that they picked it to be published!
Oh yeah, and it's slightly shorter than what it originally was (I wrote it a couple years ago and just pulled it out for this), since it had to be under 21 lines...I looked through my considerable collection of poetry and could not find a single good one under 21. So this one was shortened a few lines. I kind of doubt I'll get a prize, since I don't actually think this is a very good poem, but it's cool that they picked it to be published!
Voices
The voices tell me,
To try and fail,
To try and succeed,
They talk to me,
They whisper to me,
They force me,
To do things,
So I suppose I am grateful to the voices,
For making me do anything,
But I wish they would go away,
Let me live my own life,
Without the voices in my head,
I could be just me,
Not me and the voices,
With the voices in my head,
Talking,
Babbling,
I'm not crazy,
I'm not hearing things,
My mind is sane,
But for the voices in my head.
To try and fail,
To try and succeed,
They talk to me,
They whisper to me,
They force me,
To do things,
So I suppose I am grateful to the voices,
For making me do anything,
But I wish they would go away,
Let me live my own life,
Without the voices in my head,
I could be just me,
Not me and the voices,
With the voices in my head,
Talking,
Babbling,
I'm not crazy,
I'm not hearing things,
My mind is sane,
But for the voices in my head.
The White Cross
A few months ago, I was searching around for writing contests to enter. I did enter a few - not really expecting to win anything, but I figured it would be good practice to write something based on a prompt given. What's some of the best contests you have found, and have you ever won anything?
This is a short story written for a contest - I like it. What do you think?
The White Cross
This is a short story written for a contest - I like it. What do you think?
The White Cross
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Posting and Poetry
All right, I feel like I should have more regular posts. I did good at this the first week, 'cause I didn't have school, but now that school's started up again, I don't really have time to create good tip posts except for the weekends. So I've decided (just now, actually) to have tip posts on the weekend, and during the week, I'll do either samples of my writing, samples of other people's writing, or random things that catch my attention.
(If you have a piece of work that you want shown on my blog, um...contact me in some way. A comment below, email, message through this blog thing...I don't know how that works actually. Anyway.)
Before I get to the thing I'm sharing, I have one more thing. You've noticed the ads on here. If they're in the way - tell me, and I'll move them! They are where they are because I thought that would be the least obtrusive. ;) Thanks!
And now that that bit of awkwardness is over, here is a poem that I wrote a while ago - around last fall I believe. Tell me what you think!
Would You?
A smile flashes across her face,
She lights up the room with her sparkle,
But a black film taints the light,
Pretending to be happy, she
Cries
Deep inside where no one can see,
Her tears are falling,
And no one sees,
the light that once existed,
Vanish from her eyes.
If someone knew,
Could they help?
Would a confiding soul be able to save the
-------sparkle,
Rekindle the flame,
Heat the forge of life,
In her,
Where the tears extinguish the flicker,
If someone could see inside,
Would her light still flare?
But No one knows,
No one knew,
And now she is lost, drowned
In the tears,
That she hid so well,
An actor born, an actor gone,
The facade perfection to a flaw,
And no one knows,
Because no one knew,
If there was a someone,
-------to help,
Would you?
(If you have a piece of work that you want shown on my blog, um...contact me in some way. A comment below, email, message through this blog thing...I don't know how that works actually. Anyway.)
Before I get to the thing I'm sharing, I have one more thing. You've noticed the ads on here. If they're in the way - tell me, and I'll move them! They are where they are because I thought that would be the least obtrusive. ;) Thanks!
And now that that bit of awkwardness is over, here is a poem that I wrote a while ago - around last fall I believe. Tell me what you think!
Would You?
A smile flashes across her face,
She lights up the room with her sparkle,
But a black film taints the light,
Pretending to be happy, she
Cries
Deep inside where no one can see,
Her tears are falling,
And no one sees,
the light that once existed,
Vanish from her eyes.
If someone knew,
Could they help?
Would a confiding soul be able to save the
-------sparkle,
Rekindle the flame,
Heat the forge of life,
In her,
Where the tears extinguish the flicker,
If someone could see inside,
Would her light still flare?
But No one knows,
No one knew,
And now she is lost, drowned
In the tears,
That she hid so well,
An actor born, an actor gone,
The facade perfection to a flaw,
And no one knows,
Because no one knew,
If there was a someone,
-------to help,
Would you?
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