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The Struggle To Write A Screenplay door R.L. Scott via FilmCourage.com.
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Chazz Palminteri talks MIGHTY FINE
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Simon Beaufoy talks zalm Fishing in the Yemen
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First dag In My Screenwriting Class door Richard Walter
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If Your Art Falls Into Place, It Doesn't Mean Your Life Will Fall Into Place door Richard Walter
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posted by Thalia_huntress
plz tell me what u think.



"yes little girl it is wrong i won't do it again" the man zei he voice was sweet. my jaw dropped he listened to her. "would u like to go to a party with me?" he asked. "yes that would be lovely." annabel said. something wasn't right about this man. when they left. i followed them but i stayed in the woods. they made it to the party me and annbel saw when we meet the old woman. they went in. about two hours later they came out. "that was so much fun." annabel said. then some drunk men stumbled out like last night. with girls at their sides. they stumbled away like...
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posted by whitelion
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
u were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house of fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

u did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
u zei your chance at love had past u door
i told i'm here so dont u cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

u were like my juliet and i your romeo
u love me i love u thats all i need to know
no longer will u dream of love thats true
no longer will i wander my zoek has led to you
posted by DietCokeGirl
I wrote this about my (now ex) boyfriend, but still felt something about the poem, if not him. I'd love some criticism on it (hopefully constructive) :).


Treacle dripping from our scars
Pooling on a jagged floor
u are gone, still I know
From clustered trees and homemade vows

That we are one. And as u lead
Your life of promise, graft and need
Know that we are one the same
Intertwined are hart-, hart at name.



u may notice that only the seconde verse rhymes, this is an attempt to toon the idea of a one-sided relationship in its form in it's one-sided rhyme scheme. This is probably quite stupid- let me know.
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posted by jedigirl
I find myself in a dungeon. I walk down the dungeon hall, looking into cells. I eventually come across a cell with a little boy.
"Hello sweetie. What are u doing in there?" I ask gently. He faces me and I see his eyes are empty, soulless, like he's dead inside.
"Mummy?" He asks with a British accent. He must be really far from home. "Are u my mummy?" he asks me innocently.
"No, sweetie. I don't know where your mummy is," I tell him.
"Mummy, mummy, mummy," he continues.
"Don't waste your time dearie. He never says anything else," the little man in the volgende cell tells me.
"Okay. And who are you...
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posted by juliet98
Julia beacame a women when she was 12. After she felt powerless for the first time in her little life. It was a sunny day, but in the hearts of the people it was dark. The country was entering in the war, and many youth had to prepare for the battle. Julia and her family, her mom, her dad, and her brother were having lunch. they were silent, Julia behaved badly, she argued with her brother and wanted him to desappear. Suddenly somebody knocked on the door. Her dad opened it and came back in the keuken-, keuken with a tall man they didn't know. He was wearing a dark jas and black boots. He talked with...
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My Advice For Finding A Screenwriting Agent door Justin Trevor Winters via link meer video interviews at: link
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The dag To dag Grind Of Screenwriting door Justin Trevor Winters via link meer video interviews here: link
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posted by para-scence
"You've got to be joking," Gwen said, her eyes wide in fear.

"We're not," Blake said. Gwen stared at the floor, and took a deep breath. I patted her knee.

"I'm sorry, Gwen..." I zei quietly. She looked at me, incredulous.

"What are u sorry for?! I can't believe Blaine could just sit there while you..." she shook her head real fast and then held it in her hands. "This is... unbelievable." My throat started to swell up. I was beginning to think that it wasn't such a great idea to tell her that I remembered Blaine. She was freaking out.

"It's not his fault, really," I tried to amend. "I mean, I...
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
I have no idea where im going to go with this one yet again. So suggestions would be good...thanks!



Alexis tossed and turned causing her sheet to slip off her bed and onto the floor.The rain pelted off of the window, the wind crashed through the trees causing them to howl. Goosebumps appeared up and down Alexis's bare arms, soon she was shivering. Yet she didnt wake from her hellish dream, that was disturbing her well needed sleep. She began to whimper, and moan. Finally her golden eyes flashed open darting about her room. Satisfied nothing was there she rubbed the goosebumps, collected her...
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Night arrives once more. I notice that my hands and feet are tied up. As i look up there is a dark figure holding a gun to my head. I ask him what he wants and why he has me tied up, he antwoorden "I want the powers that u posses inside of you. The abilities that your soul has. i would like to suggest that u agree with me and hand over the powers." Confused about all of this i ask him about what he is talking about. he antwoorden "You have powers kid. The less u know the better. Hand them over wilingly of i will have no choice but to force u to hand them over." With me replying no to cooperating...
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