The momentum within Sarnia is slowing down for Vividly Yours, but that's alright. The script is done, and beyond a few changes that need to be made here and there, it's the official first draft. From here, it's a matter of getting it out there.
On a side note, though, I have started writing another script that I'm kind of excited about. I don't have the middle ground thought out just yet, but the image right off the bat is something that is driving the story along. I have also thought of a few plot points here and there, but this is going very much the same way that Vividly Yours went. I'm thinking about it as I write it, instead of planning everything out. If I plan everything out, I have more time to lose faith in it, and ultimately scrap it. Here is the first two scenes, which are purely visuals, which is a huge departure from Vividly Yours:
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INT. LAUNDRY ROOM - DAY
We open to a shot of a LAUNDRY ROOM. There is a long hallway leading into the room, with a door the far end. The room opens, with a row of washers along one wall, dryers on the other. A Coke machine is by the hallway leading out of the laundry room. There is one window in the room, fairly large, looking out into a parking lot. A bush is obscuring a large chunk of the view of the lot.
On the wall by the hallway leading out, directly across from the window, there is a bench. MATT SEARS, a young man of twenty-two with long, dark hair, wearing black, sits on this bench, looking at the ground.
We move in closer to him as he looks up, at the window. We remain on him while he does this, and stay for a moment. His expression is blank.
After what seems like ages, we cut to see what he sees -- a dark, DISFIGURED MAN standing outside the window. His face is mangled, and there are no distinguishable features that one would see on a normal person - eyes, mouth, nose, etc.
We cut back to Matt, as he continues to look. Behind him, down the hallway, the door opens. Matt spins to look, but no one is there. The door slams shut. He looks back at the window, and the figure is gone.
A washer clicks off, and Matt stands up, walking over to it, his expression unchanged as he starts to load his clothes into the dryer across from the washer.
CUT TO:
INT. MATT’S APARTMENT - KITCHEN
We reveal Matt standing in his kitchen, holding an empty glass under the faucet, filling it with water. Once full, he sets the glass on the counter next to the sink, and exits the kitchen.
We move in on the glass of water, slowly, and after a moment, Matt’s hand grabs it, and picks it up. We move with the water, up to his face and see his other hand holding a pill bottle, and he puts two pills in his mouth, washing them down with the water.
He sets the glass down on the counter once more, and leans on the counter, closing his eyes.
We see his cheeks start to clench, and his expression begins to look like one of pain or discomfort. He leans his head back, swallowing hard, and then gasping.
He wipes his brow, and looks around the kitchen for a moment before exiting, shutting off the light.
As he is leaving, we once again move in on the now empty glass. Matt turns the lights off as he leaves, and we...
FADE TO:�
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That's obviously just a taste, but I'm looking forward to creating a story where instead of sympathizing with the lead, you spend the whole film trying to understand them.
H.