There’s a deep inner need to publish…right away, that is. It’s as if the idea already created in WordPress, saved, locked away from vultures, cannot remain in draft format. Why not let the idea sit there, collect a little bit of digital dust? Do I fear the idea, after a good night’s rest, will become nullified? That my Scorpio stingers will emit a toxic ray into the piece, tear it down, leave the page empty again. God forbid empty pages appear out of nowhere! Do they all need to be filled?
Starting now, that little blue publish button on WordPress will be on lock-down. I guarantee that the words before you will have sat overnight. Call it slow cook publishing. It gives my mind to catch up with my wild soul. It is my soul that writes. My mind that edits.
What has not edited though is the last bit of the unfinished screenplay titled Descent, directly below. I’ll go into an analysis on this script in a future post. Right now, I’d like to thank the Gods, the Muses, the creative forces above, below and elsewhere for aiding the scriptwriting process. Sure the concept is a bit immature but had it not been for this script, it’s likely there would be no blog. I’m looking forward to hearing thoughts on where this script could go, if anywhere. Are the characters interesting? What confuses you? What do you need more of? Ahh! Here it is…
EXT. LOG CABIN - DAY Will lifts a floorboard off the porch. Reaches his hand inside. Nearby, a rifle is cocked. Kate points the gun in Will's direction. KATE Looking for this? WILL Oh God, Kate. I was coming to look for you. KATE With a rifle? WILL (laughs) Well, that was just in case... Kate lowers the rifle. Hands it to Will. KATE You see, Will, we are nothing alike. Knowing you, you'd show up with a loaded rifle and then blow my brains out. Go ahead. Shoot me. Will places the rifle underneath the porch. Covers it with the loose floorboard. WILL No. Damian will be here soon. He needs your help. KATE Why? WILL His friend, Charlie, got injured. (beat) How's your aunt? Kate withdraws a cigarette. Lights it. Takes a few puffs. KATE Not well. WILL Can I see her? KATE Never. WILL We've become friends. KATE As friendly as you were with my daughter? WILL They're here! Damian pushes through the thicket. Charlie, unconscious, draped over Damian's shoulder. Kate runs toward Damian. The two lower Charlie to the ground. KATE You should have left him where you found him. DAMIAN Did what I thought was right. Kate pushes Damian out of the way. KATE Leave me. I'll be alright. INT/EXT. LOG CABIN - DAY Will cracks open a beer. Damian grabs the bottle of beer from the youth. DAMIAN You crazy? Kate's right outside. WILL So? Damian peers out the window. Observes Kate tending to the unconscious Charlie. DAMIAN So, she's a stickler. She sees you with that beer and you'll be back on the mainland in some sort of institution. WILL I'll probably wind up there anyhow. DAMIAN Will! Will reaches for the bottle of beer. WILL Give me a sip. DAMIAN (beat) A sip. Damian clutches the bottle as Will takes a sip. Thirst quenched, Will takes a seat on the bed. WILL I need you to distract Kate. DAMIAN C'mon! What the hell you gonna do? WILL Pay a visit to Mrs. Argrove. DAMIAN No. Not while Kate is here. WILL You kissing Kate's ass. DAMIAN I'm protecting you. Kate rushes through the front door. KATE This isn't looking good. We need to get him back to the mainland. DAMIAN What's wrong with him? KATE I don't know. But he needs a doctor. Badly!