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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Another Log Line

Heart And Flowers.

Novel - POD.
Script - My Way.
Funny and quick moving with many characters. About mothers who plan to marry off their daughters and sons. Their plan is hijacked. Another plan is set in motion by the children. Mothers try to solve where the son, or daughter, doesn't return home. Unbeknown by either side, the fathers give money to the person planning four wedding for the same day but don't know any of the details. Children win out over the mothers with the help from their father, who didn't like the plans their wives had hatched.
Following is an example of the novel. Have hidden the script for the moment.
Chapter Eighteen.
Romana returned to the hotel. She was ready to start work on organizing the weddings. Romana smiled as she walked up the stairs because the venue for the weddings had just came into her mind. There would be plenty of room for the extravaganza. There probably wouldn't be any waiting time to have the place ready in a couple of days. The place had been the easy part. Now she would not have to go chasing around to find a place large enough to hold four weddings. All she had to do was organize the troops and keep them happy being in such close confinement over the next few days.
'I hear you missed me,' chirped Romana as she opened the door and walked into the room.
'Where have you been,' complained Julie.
'Making plans,' replied Romana. 'There are some catalogues for you to look at.' She threw the catalogues on the table. 'Pick out what gowns you like. Have a second choice in the event that one isn't available for some reason.'
She turned to look at the grooms. 'You guys look through this lot. If nothing in there suits would you have any dress tux at home. We can have them sent to the same dry cleaner and have someone collect them. I'll organize the collecting. If you want your own shoes we can have then slipped out with the tux.
'Have you completed the lists for me?'
Cliff handed the lists to Romana. He had been making sure the troops had kept to there side of the bargain. Cliff was trying to help Romana as much as possible to keep her from stressing out. But he could see she was about to vent her temper on someone.
'Is there anything else to do, my lady.'
'That reminds me. Who the blazes is Tim? Who is his bride? And do I have to worry about supplying clothes for them. I had not been ...' Romana began firing questions at the brides and grooms before she forgot what was making her mad at them, even though every thing else was going her way.
'Hey! Slow down! You're not giving us a chance to answer,' Carson cut in on her diatribe.
'Carson! Keep quiet! Wait until she has finished letting off steam. She is our main stay. Romana will calm down soon,' Julie warned.
Everyone in the room kept quiet giving Roman to take deep breathes to calm herself. All except for Cliff were game to do talk to Romana. He walked over to where she stood and put his arms around her to show he was on her side. Fredrick watched closely to make sure his friends didn't over step the boundary from friendship to romance. But Cliff had no intentions of rushing his love for his beautiful maiden.
'Are you all right, my princess? What can I do to help?' Cliff held her loosely to show he sympathized with her problem.
Romana slowly calmed then pulled back to look at the brides and grooms. 'Keep a close eye on the natives. The Indians are on the war path.' She took a note book out of her bag.
'Right! Are we having separate, or an all together, honeymoon? And where?'
'One. Mediterranean Cruise.' All of them gave the same answer as they had been discussing the idea while they had been waiting for Romana to return.
'The last count is four weddings, no more to be added.'
'Fours the limit.' Fredrick looked at his friend, not wanting to say they had been planing a fifth wedding including the wedding planner and he Sir Knight.
'Right! Who is paying for the fourth wedding?' No one was game to answer her. Cliff hadn't been told so he could announce what the other six had planned.
'So I have to make four weddings out of the money for three. When do I meet this Tim and his bride?'
'Tim will be delivering some photos when they are ready,' Replied Simon, praying he didn't say the wrong thing and set her off yelling at them again.
'What room do I use for an office?'
'The next room to the room the males use,' Cliff explained, as he had been the one to go down and book the room.
'I'll move into the room now. May I keep your phone?' Romana asked Cliff.
'Grab my bags and laptop,' Romana told Cliff. 'I have work to do. A lot of people are expecting me to complete this mission in first place.'
'If you need me for anything – important – have Sir Knight call me. You should be out of here in three, maybe four days, unless I have too many interruptions,' promised Romana.
'Four days,' echoed around the room. They couldn't see how Romana could have four weddings organized in four days. A normal wedding usually took months of screaming and yelling and there were still little niggling problems on the day.
'I'm shooting for three. The dogs will be baying for my blood by then. When Tim arrives have him come to see me. I want the photos as well. I'll need them to send with the invitations to your big day.'
'What?' Six pairs of shocked eyes stared at her but she just smiled. What did Romana have up her sleeve that would not give the game away.
'I didn't know you were sending out invitations,' Jessica was the first to show her concern in words.
'Our parents will find us,' worried Helen.
'I though this was a secret wedding deal,' Simon said.
'Sheese! You lot are jumpy. Nobel Secret Weddings do aim to please their customers,' Romana reminded them.
'Since when did we become Nobel Secret Weddings?' Cliff was quick on the up take when he heard her mention the name. He didn't believe they had chosen a name up until last night.
'The name came to me at breakfast. I also need a – VERY SHORT – list of some close friends who would like to attend you day. Including your family and friends I'm allowing each couple fifty guests. Oh! The most important part, I'll need to know is which groom has chosen which bride. I'll need full names of each for the ceremony. That should keep you busy for awhile.'
'Come Sir Knight! I have work to do. Key!' Romana held out her hand for the key to her room. The key was dropped into her hand by Cliff. She picked up some of her belonging and headed for the door. She stopped at the door and looked over her shoulder.
'Don't try to sneak in more than the alloted number or they'll be crossed out. The computer can
count. I'll be telling Tim the same. Twenty-five per person. Have Sir Knight deliver them as soon as possible.' Romana followed Cliff to her room. She opened the door for them to enter. Romana set the laptop on the table ready to begin her work. She put the phone and her papers on the table, which she would need for the invitation and taking notes.
'Thanks for your help, Sir Knight.'
'May I ask who you had breakfast with this morning? Don't tell me no one,' Cliff warned her. 'I know when you are two stepping an answer.'
'Close the door.' She waited for Cliff to close the door. 'We have six backers. Each presented me with huge cheques which I have banked. Hence the name Nobel Secret Weddings. Even had a few job offers form some of the backers.' She smiled at the shock cross Cliff's face.
'How huge?'
'Enough to play with and have some cash over.'
'I'm going. Happy hunting.' At least he didn't have to worry where the money would come from to pay for all the weddings.
By the time he had reached the door Romana had her mind filled with all the thing she would have to do. She wrote down a few names of people to contact then she made the first of the calls.
'Hello, Nana. How are you?'
'Romana. Nice to hear from you. What can I do for you?'
'Do you know if Papa has the lake paddock booked out?
'Not that I know of, dear. When did you want it to be empty?'
'Tuesday or Wednesday. Part of the area near the lake will need to be mowed. I need to have room for a circus size tent plus two smaller tents.'
'May I ask why you want such a large area?' Wondering what her granddaughter was planning but was not prepared for her answer.
'Four weddings.'
'I think I heard your wrong, dear,' Nana Beyer replied. 'Did you say four weddings? All on the one day?' Nana Beyer couldn't believe her granddaughter had told her the real number. How was someone so young and inexperienced at planning weddings involved.
'One mass ceremony,' cheerfully answered Romana. 'Two hundred guests. This is to be kept secret.' Romana warned her Nana in not direct words. She knew how to keep a secret if she had been warned to do so.
'How are you involved in such a big secret?'
'I'm planning the four weddings.' Romana stated, making her Nana know she was the one who was planning the weddings.
'You're what?' screeched her Nana, not believing the words which had reached her ears. 'Does your mother know?' Praying Romana's mother knew what her daughter was doing.
'Mum has given her blessing to the job and has offered to help,' Romana explained to Nana Beyer. 'Do you think Papa could order the tents and have them erected?'

'I'm sure he can do that for you,' Nana Beyer replied, in the hope of relieving her granddaughter some worry.
'I'll have a friend deliver the plans of where to place the tents. Oh! We'll need some carpet for the brides to walk on. Have Papa price the renting. I'll call back for the price as I'm not at home. I'll send a cheque with the plans. Thanks Nana. I have to go as I have a lot more calls to make.' Romana put a tick beside her Nana's name. Then she made a notation to remind her to ring back to find out all the prices. She put a tick beside her mother's name as she was the next one on the list to ring.
'Hello. Lesley .....' began Romana's mother.
'Mum. Are you able to talk freely?' Wanting to know if any one with big ears and mouth were not in hearing reach of the phone. The secret weddings would no longer be a secret if her sister or brother were listening to her mother's end of their conversation.
'Yes. What can I do for you?'
'Your friend who does catering. Would she be able to cater for two hundred guests by Tuesday? Wednesday is the only other day I can allow time wise,' Romana explained to her mother.
'You plan to be ready that soon,' her mother couldn't believe her daughter would have advanced so far with her planning. 'Where's the wedding to be?' She asked, in the hope she had a venue for the reception.
'Lake paddock. That has been cleared,' Romana said. 'Papa will price the tents for me.'

Monday, February 14, 2011

Another Log Line

Queen Louisa Defeats The Dragon.
Script - My Way.
   A family go one a fishing holiday to an unknown destination. Location devised by an idea put forward to the father by a nasty power hungry dragon. The moment the family arrive their world changes.  Holiday controlled by the dragon, cockatoo and a kangaroo. All not what they seem. Daughter and son learn powers unknown to them. Becomes trapped by an invisible wall, which leads them to the dragon. But the dragon is defeated with a lot of help. Loads of characters. Special effects needed. Explosions. Helicopters and planes. Parade of wild/normal animals follow Louisa home. Funny.

Following is a bit of the script.
Detective Callow:
[Lands the plane at the airfield where Callow, Ryan and Oldfield were met by
Police Officer Turner to take them to the road block.]

Police Officer Turner.
[Had organized groups of people to assist to help line the sides of the road to
block the traffic from going where they were not suppose to.]

[Leaves the airport. Takes awhile to find a place to park the police car. Grabs a
radio in case he is needed.]
Louisa Barrow: Madame Fayleigh. Madame Fayleigh. We are entering the town limits. Are there
any reporters ahead of us?
Madame Fayleigh:
[V.O.] Not that I have seen. I think there should be someone here to report your return.

Louisa Barrow:
[V.O.] Who's in the police cars, which have been following us?

Madame Fayleigh:
[V.O.] Wait until I find out.
Jake Howard:
[Jake walks up on the porch where Madame Fayleigh is sitting. He thinks she
is resting.]

Madame Fayleigh:
Who's in the police cars behind Louisa?

[Asks without opening her eyes.]

Jake Howard:
[Picks up the radio from on the table beside Madame Fayleigh.]

I'll find out.

[To Jet in the helicopter.]

Who's in the police cars at the rear?

[V.O.] Constable Mike Sawyer is in one. He was at the Fincke farm. Why?
Jake Howard:
Wait until I ask.

[To Madame Fayleigh.]

What do you have in mind, Madame Fayleigh?

Madame Fayleigh:
There is no one here to report the return of the missing children. Someone should
be here to take photos. Maybe the police could let someone through. To be here
to take photos of them entering the town.

Jake Howard:
Jet. I want someone to land to pick up a reporter and probably a television
camera person, plus the announcer to cover the arrival of Louisa and her group.
You have to be quick. They needed to be in front ten minutes ago.

[V.O.] Message understood. Tell Madame Fayleigh to have Louisa slow her pace.

Jake Howard:
They probably can smell the goodies.


[To Madame Fayleigh.]
Madame Fayleigh:
Message has all read y sent.

[Moves his helicopter in to position to land on the road in front of the police

This is Jet from the helicopter over head. Please stop as I have to land on the

Jack and Henri:
Stop. Watch out for the helicopter.

[The both police cars stop suddenly.]

Henri Fincke:
Wonder what he wants?

Jack Fincke:
Hope he's here to collect us.

Inspector Fallows:
[Steps from the car to walk toward the helicopter as Jet opens the door.]

What's happening?

We need a reporter and camera person.

[Race back to police car. Both hop in. Turn the police car to drive back along the
line of traffic to find the ones they needed.]

[To people who were selected they were told to park their cars and grab their
equipment. To make their way to the helicopter.]

[Equipment was thrown on board the helicopter. People climbed aboard for the
short trip to the head of the parade. The reporters and their equipment were
dropped on the road ahead of Louisa.]

[Jet lifts off. Louisa picks up her pace. Soon the people of the town come into
view. All waiting to see Louisa and her group.]

[As the group moves closer positions change. Louisa walks in the lead with The
Wolf on one side. On the other side of her is The Bengal Tiger. Sarason with
Silvia on her shoulder walked beside Carson with Jay Jay hopping beside him.
Retta still in his pouch looking out. Then came Deer and Emu. They were all
there to guard Louisa. The rest of the group followed behind. Everyone moved
without a word spoken. Even Betsy the cow followed suit.]

The Town's People:
[Cheer and wave as Louisa and her group come into sight.]

Louisa Barrow:
[Waves to everyone as though she really is the Queen. Or a very important
person who has a parade of her own. She had matured a lot over the past
couple of weeks.]

Couple of People:
[Steps from the crowd to take photos. But soon move back when The Wolf and
The Bengal Tiger let out a low growl.]

[Even the roar of the crowd don't frighten the animals. Betsy the cow follows
everyone else without straying.]
All Four Helicopters:
[Have landed at the farm and shut down. Jake, Jet, Toad and Herk are all
standing near the front porch to watch the show when the Queen arrives.
After all their work they want front row seats.]

Brian, Mary, Judy and Doug:
[All pacing in front of the house waiting to see their children. They were
exhausted with frayed nerves. About to reach breaking point.]

Madame Breaner:
[Leans toward Madame Fayleigh to whisper in to her.]

The animals are in protection mode. No one will be allowed near the children
until Louisa give the order to break formation. There will be trouble for anyone
who tries to move too close.

Madame Fayleigh:
[Stands from her seat to go to speak to the parents. Speaks loud enough for
everyone to hear.]

There is a small problem. Take notice of the formation of the animals around
the children. The formation is to protect Louisa, Sarason and Carson.

Judy Barrow:
Why do the children need protection? This is their home. They are safe here.

Madame Fayleigh:
Have you been told Louisa is said to be their Queen? The new Queen of the
Witches, Fairies and animals.

Brian Fincke:
What is she talking about?

Madame Fayleigh:
Louisa is related to the Suandra the powerful White Witch who fought with
Meandru, the Dark Warlock, who we have in the cage in Tin Wells.

[All eyes watch Madame Fayleigh as she speaks to see if she was telling
the truth.]

Mary Fincke:
Can't we go to our children?

Madame Fayleigh:
Once the guard formation has been broken, not before. You could be told to
move back by the animals.

Brian Fincke:
[Laughs in disbelief.]

Now we have talking animals.

Doug Barrow:
Don't doubt Madame Fayleigh is telling the truth. Especially since the fish
spoke to me. Threw me out of the water.

[Grumbles. All faces turn to look at Doug.]

I'll never go fishing again. Not even eat a fish.

Madame Breaner:

Here they come!

Louisa Barrow:
[Comes through the gate, which leads to the house. Louisa keeps going until she
is a few metres from her family and new friends.]

[Flies to sit on the shoulder of Louisa to guide her in her duty as Queen. To thank
the people responsible for rescuing them.]

Louisa Barrow:
Madame Fayleigh. Please step forward.

[Watches to see, which lady stepped forward. The one she had been in
contact with.]
Madame Fayleigh:
[Madame Fayleigh walks a few paces forward. Not wanting to upset the guards
beside Louisa. She waits to see what Louisa has planned.]

Louisa Barrow:
Come closer. My friends will not hurt you.

Madame Fayleigh:
[Walks to within touching distance of Louisa, The Wolf and The Bengal Tiger.]

Louisa Barrow:
I would like you to accept this award for all the thought you put in to rescue us
from the Dark Warlock.

[Louisa waves her wand in front of Madame. A gold medallion on a chain hangs
around her neck.]

We may not have made home without you there to guide us. I have a few
questions but they can wait until I have had time to rest, and clean up.

Because of the different programs each story is on they have copied different. Watch for the next installment of other stories. Make a great movie.

Log Lines.

As promised, I have written a bit about some of the works I have finished.
Adopted By Ghosts.
Novel - POD
Script  -  My way - Needs directions added.
   An author is adopted by ghosts. Fast moving. Many characters. Needs special effects for flying cars and trucks. Ghost sliding down stair rail. There are pirates, people and animal ghosts. Sword battles. Everyone's lives change by associating, and interacting with people to bring about change. And much more.

Following is part of the script, a few pages.
Honey Raye:
                   Maybe some of you could explain to Chuck the intrinsically matter of being a
                   [To Florence.]
                   You take names of those who have a story, or a problem. I'm going to do some
                  work. I would like some quiet.
                 [Honey stood and walked from the room. She shook her head. Honey smiled as she
                 walked into her aged room. Sat in her chair in front of the computer.]
                What a story I'll have for you Rhona.
                 [Boosted up her computer. Opened to her e-mail. Checked her messages. Frowned at
                the message from Rhona.]
Rhona Carina:
                 Honey. Why won't you take my phone calls? I keep being told you are busy. How
                 many people have moved in with you? I'm becoming worried. Rhona.
Honey Raye:
                [Replied to the e-mail.]
                 Rhona. Sorry to worry you. I'm the only living person here. My new family are ...
                 all ghosts ... so far ... have adopted me into their family. I have become their
                problem solver. Jude now calls me, your honour as well as Hon. You couldn't have
                found a more valuable setting for my ghost story. I need  my car to go to do some
             research. Could you have my car delivered to me if it has been repaired? Their stories
              are most enlightening. I could be here a considerable length of time. I'm being spoilt
              by everyone. Honey.
              P.S. Don't worry about me. I'm having a ball. An intriguing adventure.
             [Sent off the e-mail with a smile on her face. Then she set about looking for information
              on Amy-Lou.]
Rhona Carina:
               [Working at her desk opened her e-mail once again to look for a reply from Honey.
               The message came in as she scanned for Honey's name. A smile lit her face to see
               there was a reply.]
               At last!
               [Scrolled down the e-mail. Her face became worried. The further Rhona read she
               panicked for Honey's safety.]
               Oh.no! I shouldn't have listened to her. Why couldn't I have let her keep writing her
              other stories? Why had I wanted her to turn her hand at a ghost story? The fright of
              being in a haunted house has scrambled her thinking. I have to make her come out of that
               place. Wonder who will go in to bring her out. None of my friends will go in there.

                  I'm differently not going back out there. Wonder?
                  [Pushed the intercom button.]
                  Sally. Would you come in here for a minute?
                 [Entered the office.]
                 Yes. What do you want?
Rhona Carina:
                 [Smiled her you would do anything for me smile at Sally.]
                  I would like you to take Honey's car ...
                 No way. Ah ha! I'm not going within cooee of that house. I've heard all the stories
                about that place. Stories handed down through each generation. You'll have to find
                another bunny.
Rhona Carina:
                 [Tried to bribe Sally.]
                 I'll shout you dinner.
                 [Sally shook her head.]
                And a new outfit for the occasion.
               I'll try ...
Rhona Carina:
                [Pleased with herself.]
                I knew you would ...
               ... to find a bunny to do your dirty work. Have you heard from Honey?
Rhona Carina:
               Well! I finally had an e-mail.
                 So what's the problem? Does Honey want to leave?
Rhona Carina:
                 That's the problem. Honey doesn't want to leave. She is acting as though the ghosts
                 are her new best friends.
                 [Her whole body shivered at her thought.]
                 The ghosts have been taking her calls. I've been talking to ... ghosts.
               [Smiled at Rhona.]
               Well! They must be friendly. House broken too, if the house was as clean as you said.

Hope you ejoy this much of the story you'd be interested to make it into a movie, or TV show.