Monday, March 14, 2005

Looks like I can write after all.

I don't know if you know this, but I started out as a writer. And in spite of all the money and accolades and really good parking spots I get from directing, I can't help myself. I write. Still.

A couple years ago, I had an idea for a really twisted script about a hot-headed local kid who wants to murder the asshole college students who come to the lake to party during the summer. All the tits and gore of your typical teen horror film, but with the slasher as the protagonist.
It's called 'The Lakeside Slasher'.

Well, 'The Lakeside Slasher' was just named one of the 13 finalists in a competition to find The Next John Carpenter Movie.

This is the eleventh thing this script has won, which tells me that there are a lot of people who appreciate a totally fucked up story out there. Eleven of them, anyway. And I appreciate them for appreciating it.

I know, now you want to read it. Okay.

First, tell me how much you like me.

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