All right, y’all. I’m doing it — or, at least, I’m gonna attempt to do it.
Following the Zero Draft Thirty schedule popularized by Go Into The Story‘s screenwriting challenge of the same name, I’m making an effort to hammer out another spec screenplay — No. 3 — before the end of the year.
This screenplay will be based on my long-gestating novel idea Fetch the Treasure.
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“And then, because he could not stand to do otherwise, Paul Sheldon rolled the last page out of the typewriter and scrawled the most loved and hated phrase in the writer’s vocabulary with a pen: THE END.” —Stephen King, Misery
In September, screenwriter Scott Myers and his popular site Go Into the Story (GITS) hosted yet another Zero Draft Thirty script challenge, and instead of using the challenge to pen a new, whole ass screenplay as I’d planned to do, I decided to wrap up the one I’d currently been working on. And it is with no small measure of satisfaction that I can report that, yes, I did finish my second spec screenplay of the year on Sept. 30.
The script is titled Side Chick, and yes, it is based on the idea I’d come up with for my next novel — and hey, who’s to say I won’t use the script as the basis for the book and see what happens after that? But whatever, the screenplay is 90 pages of thrills, sex, violence, and humor all blended into a story that I hope an audience would find entertaining.
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As y’all know, I love all things Marvel, and Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol. 2 is one of my favorite films of the year. So I took to Twitter to ask its writer/director, James Gunn, whether Marvel had any plans to publish screenplays for future films.
He responded thusly:
Oh, this makes me happy.
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I’m so sorry, Prof. Capewell. I truly apologize.
You see, George Capewell was one of my film professors at the University of Miami — in fact, he was my very first one. Intro to Film or some such was the course. And, being the big-ass film geek that I am, I did pretty well in his class. And, also, being one of the very, very, very few Black kids enrolled in the university’s film school at the time, I was, well, a standout.
Capewell and I developed a great relationship, and so it got to the point where I asked if he would read my recently completed screenplay, Music City Rhapsody. Despite the title, it was not a musical paean to Nashville; it was, rather, an American Pie-esque teen comedy about how I lost my virginity.
*sigh* Yeah, I know.
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