“Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.” –Thoreau

28 June 2009

Still shivering.

Another teaser from the TV pilot I'm working on, tentatively titled "Shiver".


Charlie and Kate are training. Kate is going through staff fighting combinations, faster and faster, as Charlie observes.

CHARLIE
1096.

KATE
The start of the Crusades.

CHARLIE
1405 to 1433.

KATE
Zheng He, from China. He travels. He makes the first trip around the world.

CHARLIE
1945.

Kate stops.
 KATE
Is that true?

CHARLIE
What?

KATE
Because I thought it was that Magellan guy. In, like, the 1500s.

CHARLIE
Not every part a your history book is true. 1945.


Kate swings back into action with a sigh.

 KATE
World War II ends. And they executed Mussolini.

 CHARLIE
You bet your ass we did.




25 June 2009

Shivering.

I'm working on the TV pilot this week, with the goal being to complete an act every day. An act is basically all the action that takes place between commercials. Yesterday I completed the teaser (which occurs before the opening credits) and act one, which I do think turned out pretty nifty.

Of course, I know even less about selling a TV pilot than I do about selling a book. But right now I'm just concerned with writing it. I'll deal with trying to sell it later. A very small taste of the script is posted below. Enjoy.




INT. JOE’S APARTMENT – DAY
Joe still sits at his computers, brooding. Charlie appears in the window and raps on it, getting his attention. He opens the window to let her in with the food.

JOE:
Civilized people enter by way of the door.

Charlie has made her way inside and shuts the window.

CHARLIE:
I got no doubt that’s accurate. But it ain’t strictly friendly.




08 June 2009

Teaser:

(From Chapter Thirteen.)


Sir Finngall’s face was distant and his posture rigid. When he responded, it was with extreme politeness and a frightening indifference. “I know,” he said quietly. “I know this. But you asked for unsentimental dealings. I feel— I feel it might be best if we don’t discuss our prior interaction. It was—” He rubbed both hands across his face in a gesture she was coming to recognize. His voice took on a slightly pleading tone. “We are partners in this venture. But, as you say, you do not know me. I do not know you. If you wish to part amicably and irrevocably at the end of this journey, then I cannot know you. We cannot…” He turned away from her and leaned his weight against the wall. Enaya sat on one of the dusty chairs and stared at his lean back.

“We cannot,” she continued, “become friends.” He kept his back to her, but nodded. She remained seated while neither spoke.


(And that is all you get.)