update: i’m gonna start writing a movie. there’s really no plot, except that it’ll be like a springsteen song.
since i never write any ideas down, i thought maybe posting them on a (what is this? a blog?) blog that nobody reads would motivate me.
SCENE: ANYWHERE
TWO GIRLS, KAILEY AND DORI, WALK UP TO HENRY AND NATE.
KAILEY: What are you guys up to?
NATE BEGINS DOING SIGN LANGUAGE.
KAILEY: What’s he doing?
NATE SIGNS.
HENRY: He says he’s doing sign language.
DORI: Is he deaf?
NATE SHAKES HIS HEAD.
HENRY: No.
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SCENE: ANYWHERE
HENRY IS TALKING WITH FREDDY. A SMALL VEHICLE IS FLIPPED OVER IN THE BACKGROUND (OR SOMETHING ODD BUT NOT TOO ODD– I’LL MASSAGE IT TO FIT THE PLOT).
HENRY: So, what happened? More importantly, how much were you guys drinking?
FREDDY How long have you been gone?
HENRY: Three years.
FREDDY: Yeah, I’ve been sober three years.