Here’s a screenplay I wrote for my Creative Writing class. It’s the type of writing I’m least experienced and most interested in. Screenwriting also happens to be the major I’ll be in when I start film school in the fall. Please read and enjoy! I promise it’s exciting 🙂
Posted in Film, Screenplays
Tagged assignment, creative, death, fiction, film, morgue, play, screenplay, script, short, writing
The tide crept in, erasing the footprints in the sand. The beach curved away into darkness. Jet stumbled through the water that crashed around his ankles. He had never killed a man before. He looked up into the sky. It was clear but dark. The stars seemed farther away than they had ever been before. He felt more alone than he ever had in his life. He doubled over and vomited. He stood bent over, gasping for air for a whole minute before the next wave of water crashed in and cleaned the sand of the sick and of his footprints. The water could clean up anything, even me, Jet thought. He collapsed to the ground and layed on his back, staring up at the sky. How long until the moon rose? He didn’t have a plan, and he could already feel himself changing inside. Soon the evidence would be written on his face. You can’t hide something this big, Jet thought as another wave crashed against the nearby rocks.
Posted in Prose, Writing
Tagged assignment, class, creative, death, fiction, Jet, ocean, paragraph, prose, skeletons, writing