Archive for August, 2004
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I was about sixteen the first time I came face to face with my own mortality. Okay, well maybe it happened before that day, but I’ll be damned if I remember that experience half as well as I remember the day we crashed into another car while getting high.
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My new screenplay is about a week away from completion. I work in an odd way in so much as I actually think of dialog first, then find an appropriate character and use for the dialog. Sometimes the dialog has no place in a dramatic setting. These are some snippets from that wandering dialog (in no particular order):
“This is one of those hairy situations you’re always preparing for. Unfortunately, we’re fresh out of razors.”
“I’m not sure I follow you. In fact, I’m not sure you even have legs to carry you from point A to point B.”
“Yeah, I’m stupid. But I’m smart enough to know that stupid is sometimes the smartest thing you can be!”
“We found ‘im like this, honest! We might have roughed ‘em up a little before we knew he was dead, but pretty much the way we found ‘im!”