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Day 1 Assignment
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Jean’s High-Speed Writing
What I learned doing this assignment is at first I started out chunky. But after I gave myself the freedom to just write and not worry about the writing, I was able to write the teaser in one sitting. It felt exhilarating and freeing. I will approach the acts in the same fashion and see what happens.
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Tracy El Pueblo High-Speed Writing Teaser
After spending a lot of time on the outline assignments — trying to figure out the story — the Teaser went much more quickly. I didn’t get the six pages written in one sitting, or in one day. However, that still felt really fast after working so long on the outlince. It’s a different beginning than I originally thought way back when we began this entire process. But I like ideas that developed as I finally got busy on the script.
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Mod 4, Lesson 1 – High Speed Writing + Teaser
I learned to give myself permission to write fast and leave behind the stickiness of perfection!
FADE IN: INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT
CHRISTIAN SAVAGE, 50, grizzled, his grey hair tousled, a man ground down by all that life has thrown at him, sits bleary-eyed in his messy, dim living room. He empties a scotch bottle into a mug and then dribbles the last drops of the bottle into his mouth. Blows over the bottle and makes a deep, lonely SOUND. The doorbell BUZZES.
SAVAGE: Go away.
The only light in the room comes from the street. Savage’s head lolls back and he closes his eyes. Again, the doorbell BUZZES.
SAVAGE (CONT’D): Nobody’s here God damnit. Go away.
The doorbell BUZZES, this time a long, nasty vibration.
SAVAGE (CONT’D): Christ, would you stop!
Another long insistent BUZZ.
He bangs the mug down so hard, scotch splashes out. He climbs out of the couch, staggers to the door. Doesn’t bother to checks the peephole, and unlocks the door, opens it wide and simultaneously wheels around without looking to see who is there.
Staggers back to the couch, crouches to sit, but falters. Slides down to the floor. Belches as if he’s going to vomit.
He picks up the mug. Looks in it and sniffs. SAVAGE (CONT’D): What the fuck…
He looks up to see the eye of a gun barrel coming close. Then. It presses against his forehead. Deafening CRACK. Blinding vortex. SCREEN GOES BLACK.
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Janeen’s Teaser/High Speed Writing
What I learned doing this assignment is that writing with a migraine seems insurmountable for me so it’s important to have migraine mitigation meds available at all times. Got a new one this week and am able to write again.
I’ve taken a couple of Hal and Cheryl’s other classes where High Speed Writing was in play and it really, really helps. Permission to be awful lets the words flow and they’re usually a bit better than awful. 🙂
Janeen
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Really feel for you having migraines. Same here. Glad you’ve got some medications that work for you. Cheers.
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Teaser – Conceived
INT. PRIVATE AIRCRAFT TERMINAL – DAY IN THE FUTURE
In the lounge of a private-aircraft terminal, KAYLA HITCH, 30’s, an athletic and beautiful lady of mixed race sits calmly while BILLY OSCEOLA, 40’s, Florida’s Ayes Indian tribal shaman, normally calm and collected, paces in front of her, troubled.
He stops and peers out the glass door onto the tarmac and sees the back of SIR GEORGE TOWNSEND, 40’s, royal blood, stiff British manner, staring out at the runway.
A Lear Jet lands.
Billy, rubbing his hands and face, sits down next to Kayla.
KAYLA
I’ve handled both of them before.
I can do it again.
BILLY
You messed with nature.
KAYLA
This is not my fault. You’re the one who told after you
promised not to.
He pulls out a photo of a six-year old dressed in a tux and top hat in front of a castle.
BILLY
I don’t even understand how Edward has my genes in the first place. How did my seed get to England?
She takes the photo from him and looks at it, changing the subject.
KAYLA
He already runs circles around the English kids in soccer. He’s going to be so rich and powerful.
Problem is, they’ve turned him into a spoiled brat, just like I’m sure they were.
BILLY
You wanted to prove your point about the way you’re brought up versus bloodlines; I get it, but Pete’s a genius, and he didn’t get that from you or me, or living in the Everglades.
He got it from Victoria and George.
KAYLA
Are you going to tell him?
BILLY
(not paying attention to her)
His math teacher doesn’t even understand half of what he says.
KAYLA
You’re the one who taught him everything that means anything.
I mean, even you can’t tame pythons. He’s going to be a
greater shaman than you.
Billy CRACKS his knuckles.
BILLY
George sees his potential and it isn’t being a shaman.
(pause)
What do you think Victoria’s
gonna do?
KAYLA
Just let me do the talking. You think I haven’t planned for this day? I can handle these royals, believe me.
BILLY
You’re gonna get disbarred.
Kayla gets up, paces, suddenly nervous.
KAYLA
They’ll never make it public.
When it comes down to the Brits, royal lives matter. The scandal would destroy them.
BILLY
You tricked her. You think she’s gonna let that go?
Kayla looks out the window again.
KAYLA
Shit. Here she comes.
Kayla hustles toward the door. Billy stands up.
BILLY
Where you going?
KAYLA
I’m sorry!
Her bravado gone at the sight of the jet, she bolts.
Billy watches her leave, then walks over to the window.
EXT. FIXED BASE OPERATION – DAY
A Learjet rolls to a stop. We can see the pilot, VICTORIA CROMWELL, 30’s, take off her head set and stand up.
The stairs come down and the brilliant and confident English blue-blood steps down. George walks toward her, smiling.
He spreads his arms for a hug, but she always gets her way and she’s not having any of his today. She stops before he can reach her. Hands on her hips, she refuses the hug.
GEORGE
Ah, … how was the crossing?
VICTORIA
Let’s dispense with the unpleasantries. Get on to it.
GEORGE
Perhaps we should collect your luggage. You’re going to want to stay.
VICTORIA
I already informed you quite clearly that I must be back in London by morning.
GEORGE
When you see him you will reschedule.
VICTORIA
When I see whom?
GEORGE
Please, Victoria, don’t doubt me on this. We have to drive out to the Everglades.
VICTORIA
Kayla. I should have known.
GEORGE
Actually, …
VICTORIA
George, get on to it.
What does she want now?
GEORGE
Darling, come in and sit in the air conditioning; it’s hot.
VICTORIA
I’m aware you think my resources are infinite, but have you any idea of the cost of jet fuel for a six hour flight on a Learjet Liberty? Why in the bloody hell am I here?
George relents. He slides his hand into his blazer and removes his phone, taps it and shows her a photo of a smiling young boy posing with one foot on an alligator.
VICTORIA (CONT’D)
A ragamuffin standing on a
stuffed alligator.
George adjusts the photo to zoom in on the child’s face.
GEORGE
No, it’s a real alligator. Recognize those eyes?
(pause)
And tell me that’s not your father’s hair?
Victoria examines the boy’s face.
VICTORIA
Who is he, George?
GEORGE
He’s doing geometry at six years of age! Billy Osceola has him helping with spreadsheets in the casino.
VICTORIA
Who the bloody hell is he and why should I give a damn?
GEORGE
He’s our son, Peter. They call him
Python Pete.
She is temporarily thrown off from her normal condescending superiority, but recovers. She slides her phone out of her pocket and pulls up the phone’s cover photo of the English lad Billy had a photo of. He appears a little darker than the lilly-white Victoria.
She shows the picture in the phone to George.
VICTORIA
You haven’t seen Edward in a year. What kind of father are you?
GEORGE
Remember the initial skuttlebutt about his coloring?
George tries to guide her inside. She breaks away.
VICTORIA
How could that boy be our son?
GEORGE
Kayla switched your eggs with hers.
Victoria suddenly paces back and forth, thinking.
VICTORIA
What makes you think that?
GEORGE
Billy Osceola told me.
George stops her, takes her phone and points to the photo.
GEORGE (CONT’D)
He wants to meet his son.
Victoria faints. George catches her, carries her toward the building as Billy rushes out to help.
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R. REID Jr’s Teaser / High Speed Writing <div>
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What I learned doing this assignment is how even though my teaser was on a different scene that I had 9 pages in me to introduce the characters, his conflicts and the worlds that will pull him in different directions in the future and even his flaws and weaknesses are laid out before us.
This was a great exercise and we are more ready then we think.
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Rob’s High Speed Writing
What I learned doing this assignment is that I’m now really looking forward to getting stuck into the details of this story. Feel like my outline is reasonably strong and feeling hopeful it’ll come together as we move forward.
I’m a bit behind the rest of the group but hoping to catch up pretty soon using these high speed, un-critical, permission-to-write-crap processes.
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