Write a movie script

I want to be someone great. I want to be known for my talent and my clever way of making up stories and not what color panties I’m wearing when I’m getting out of my car. For years, I’ve watched my mom sit at her computer all day long and write, for fifteen years actually, and for some reason she can’t get out of that zone she’s in. She submitted the same screenplay to the same people only a few times in the last fifteen years. I don’t want to be like that. I want to do it in one. I want the roads of fiction in my mind to be the map in everyone’s car. Yeah. I want that.

i’ve got 4 ideas.
i just got to get the book out of the way for now.

Write a movie script based on my influences

I finally figured out an idea so I’m starting to write it.

Once there was a book. The Book, to be more specific. The Book was sitting on the very back shelf in the old library all by itself. It was covered with dust and cobwebs. According to legend “The Book” hasn’t been opened for 500 years and that it’s cursed. Some say whoever opens “The Book” will be doomed. How do I know this? Because I wanted to see if it was true. It all started two weeks ago. My best friend,Abbie Smith, and I were walking down the sidewalk, when, we came upon the old library. “Hey Karrie,” Abbie said, “did you hear about that ‘cursed’ book in the back of the library that’s covered with cobwebs and dust?” “Yeah I’ve heard of it,” I replied, “but you and I both know that, that ‘cursed’ book is just a bunch of mumbo-jumbo. Right?” “Yeah. Totally. Just a bunch of mumbo-jumbo. Right.” Abbie murmured in an uneasy tone. “Abbie you don’t believe all that ‘curse’ stuff right?” ” Of course not!” Abbie protested “I just thought that you were afraid of it is all. and I didn’t want you to feel bad.” “Abbie that was so nice of you! But you didn’t have to. I’m not afraid of some dumb, made-up, curse.” I told her. “Prove it.” Abbie said crossing her arms. “Prove it? How?” I questioned her confused. ” Go into the old library and check out ‘The Book’ and come back out here and read it.” she replied. “Okay, I will.” I said accepting the dare. And that was that. I was about to make the biggest mistake of my life and I had no idea whatsoever. I walked into the old library and went to the very back. I grabbed “The Book” and started towards the front desk. When I had only walked 2 feet, an eerie silence fell, then I heard someone, or something, whisper in my ear,

this movie will be about how a girl turns into a witch!

This is something i’ve wanted to do for a long time. I’m taking it slow trying to write other smaller things first

I want to write a movie script

Not like a bad one either

I want to write one about something everyone can realate to or has always wanted to do

I want to use it to represent a underestamated majority

I want to use it to make a difference

Then I want to make it a real movie.

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sorry, no entry this time. Maybe later. Probably not.

It’s called “Grace”. I want to prove to myself that I can actually finish a long piece of writing, even at 17.