Working title: Dead Hostage.
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I must be insane to put this on the BlogoNet. But oh well.
Back in the late, late 90s, my best friend (a writer), her hubby (a theater director), two of our good friends (a writer/director and a Hollywood actor), and I decided to go on a Grand Adventure: get limited rights to a collection of teleplays, audition local actors, shoot the plays on location and in studio, and showcase them on the 13-weeks of airtime we had on public access TV. What an amazing time. I don't think I've ever had so much fun, learned so much, or been so tired.
The thing was... reeserobinson and I also wanted an original work in the bunch--something of our very own. So before the Grand Adventure began, while Reese and hubby were out of town doing theater stuff, I sat down and wrote, off the top of my head, a 7,500-word short called "Dead Hostage." (Doesn't that title just scream AWARD-WINNING? Yeah.) To this day, I've no idea where the story came from--I write fantastical, fanciful, romantical things that seldom touch the world of reality, yet this thing takes place in one dingy motel room with two characters who've probably walked by you on the street. (Probably had something to do with our production budget, which was $0.)
Reese came back and was all like, "Oh, cool! Eh... that is the working title, right?" Helping her adapt the story for the screen was the neatest experience ever--the woman can write a kick-ass screenplay. When we were filming at a local motel, some excited travelers came up to me and said, "Oh my god, are you with HBO?" I opened my mouth to say no, thought about it, flicked my clipboard and said in my most serious tone, "Yes. Yes, we are."
I was browsing on an old computer of mine last month, found "Dead Hostage", and enjoyed some irreplaceable memories. And I was thinking, this isn't half-bad, really. I want share it with you, my friends, for laughs and giggles. I mean, why not? It's not like I have a reputation to uphold--you already know that I, like Terry Brooks, am "not all here."
So... next post: Part 1 of "Dead Hostage." I'm sure you just cannot wait. Heh. ;)
I must be insane to put this on the BlogoNet. But oh well.
Back in the late, late 90s, my best friend (a writer), her hubby (a theater director), two of our good friends (a writer/director and a Hollywood actor), and I decided to go on a Grand Adventure: get limited rights to a collection of teleplays, audition local actors, shoot the plays on location and in studio, and showcase them on the 13-weeks of airtime we had on public access TV. What an amazing time. I don't think I've ever had so much fun, learned so much, or been so tired.
The thing was... reeserobinson and I also wanted an original work in the bunch--something of our very own. So before the Grand Adventure began, while Reese and hubby were out of town doing theater stuff, I sat down and wrote, off the top of my head, a 7,500-word short called "Dead Hostage." (Doesn't that title just scream AWARD-WINNING? Yeah.) To this day, I've no idea where the story came from--I write fantastical, fanciful, romantical things that seldom touch the world of reality, yet this thing takes place in one dingy motel room with two characters who've probably walked by you on the street. (Probably had something to do with our production budget, which was $0.)
Reese came back and was all like, "Oh, cool! Eh... that is the working title, right?" Helping her adapt the story for the screen was the neatest experience ever--the woman can write a kick-ass screenplay. When we were filming at a local motel, some excited travelers came up to me and said, "Oh my god, are you with HBO?" I opened my mouth to say no, thought about it, flicked my clipboard and said in my most serious tone, "Yes. Yes, we are."
I was browsing on an old computer of mine last month, found "Dead Hostage", and enjoyed some irreplaceable memories. And I was thinking, this isn't half-bad, really. I want share it with you, my friends, for laughs and giggles. I mean, why not? It's not like I have a reputation to uphold--you already know that I, like Terry Brooks, am "not all here."
So... next post: Part 1 of "Dead Hostage." I'm sure you just cannot wait. Heh. ;)