Hello again, this is another random entry spewing forth from the craziness of my mind. I am going to attempt to make something out of a little fragment of something I've written before and we'll see where it goes :).

This script would be more appropriate as a screenplay and I'm writing it as such:

A dark road in the middle of the night. Occasional street lamps light the way and there is the occasion stop light. DARREN is driving his car home after a date. He's exciting and driving a bit fast.

(DARREN is cautious and takes quick glances up as he texts)
TEXT from DARREN to KATHY: Hey tonight was really fun, we should do it -

(DARREN looks up quickly and almost returns to the phone when he sees someone crossing the road in front of him. He slams on the break, but it's too late and the body makes a load thud as it hits bumper, windshield, and rolls off into the street. There is only the hum of the engine and glow of the lights, everything else remains still.)

(DARREN is frozen inside of the car, his cell phone is down by his feet. He slowly get out of the car taking his phone with him and moves around to the side where the body lays. The body is bloody and motionless, but it looks like they are breathing. DARREN fumbles at his phone punching numbers, not knowing exactly what to do.)

9-1-1 OPERATOR:

9-1-1 emergency.

DARREN

Hello? Um, yes . . . I have an emergency - I was driving and uh -

9-1-1 OPERATOR:

Were you in an accident, sir?

DARREN

No, no, this guy - I saw this guy in the middle of the road so I stopped, it looks like a hit and run or something . . .

9-1-1 Operator

Did you see the accident?

DARREN

No - I didn't see anything happen I just, I just got here and found this guy lying in the road he's not moving and there's blood -

9-1-1 OPERATOR

Sir, I need you to call down. Just give me the address where you are and we will send an ambulance right away.

DARREN

Uh, I'm at uh, 250 East 600 something South, just south of Jackson's Carwash. I'm sorry, but I can't stay -

9-1-1 OPERATOR

Sir, I need you to stay at the scene to answer questions when the officers arrive and I need your name please.

DARREN

No, I'm really sorry I can't stay - I have uh family emergency - my uhh sister fell. Well she didn't just fall she has medical issues - I gotta go - Bye.

9-1-1 OPERATOR

Sir -

(DARREN hangs up the phone quickly and stares at the body again, almost unable to pull his gaze from it and in awe of what just happened.)

DARREN
(talking to himself)
I hung up. I just hung up on 9-1-1, I just hung up on 9-1-1. I can't believe I did that. I just hit a guy in the middle of the road and I lied 9-1-1.

(DARREN staggers over to the body. He pulls it over to the side of the road out of the way and then returns to his car, gets in, still in a daze, and drives away.)

INTERIOR: Hospital. The next day. DARREN paces nervously around the waiting area of the hospital. Finally he strikes up the courage to talk to the receptionist.


Okay, well that's all on this one for now, suckas! Hope you enjoyed that random taste . . . I think the convo could be better but I'll have to work on it some more.

New Drama Script Idea

So I have an idea for another drama to write, spawned out of an exercise we've done in my writing class. Right now in my mind it's a drama, but who knows it may turn into a comedy. Basically what I'm writing is on the spot or made up of tiny pieces I've already written.

Scene 1

(Lights up. Living Room and kitchen of a small apartment. The kitchen area blends right into the living area where STACY sits doing a crossword puzzle at the coffee table. TERRY stands in the kitchen dicing vegetables on a cutting board, on the island. A pot of bubbling liquid is on the burner behind him. Only the sound of the knife and the clock on the wall is heard.)

TERRY

I have to go to Detroit tomorrow.

STACY

Why?

TERRY

I'll be gone for the next two days. After tonight, there should be enough left overs for dinner for that time.

(Long silence)

STACY

I didn't know that.

TERRY

Didn't know what - that I'll be gone for two days or that there will be enough for left overs?

STACY

You never tell me you're going until last minute.

TERRY

I swear I told you last week something about it . . .

STACY

No, you never tell me, it's always like this.

TERRY

Well you can call my boss to confirm the trip if you're worried it's not legitimate this time.

STACY

Can you not bring that up, please? I'd like to finish this puzzle with a little sanity.

TERRY

Well, maybe you could put down the puzzle for a minute and could help me in here? It might be nice to do something together before I leave . . .

STACY

What is that supposed to mean? Are you blaming me?

TERRY

I'm not saying anything.

STACY

Yes, you are, you don't want to blame yourself so you're throwing it on me?

TERRY
(trying to cool the situation)
We've already talked about this - we don't need to talk about it again.

STACY

Do you want me to call my lawyer, maybe you can talk to him about it!

TERRY
(angry now)
Why am I even in here making this dinner for you! For US! Is this just another futile attempt for me to put our lives back together - am I just wasting my time and energy for nothing?

STACY

Oh, don't even -

TERRY

Damn it, Stacy! You know what? We don't need these vegetables, we don't!
(TERRY begins knocking the vegetables off the cutting board and throwing them around the room.)
There just a representation of all the times we've wasted so why don't we just let the dog eat 'em!

(This is all I'm writing in this for now. I think the wording on the end here will change, but this is still of course right in the middle of the scene :). I love leaving you hanging :P.)