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Why we rewrote a perfectly good screenplay – and why you should too

grampa was a superhero movie posterWhy rewrite a screenplay that’s working? Because it’s not. Here’s one story about going back and fixing what we didn’t think was broken.

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How I sold the very first screenplay I ever wrote – and how you can avoid the same fate

write a lot of screenplaysThey say you’ll never sell your very first screenplay. Hear how I sold mine, step by step and learn why you probably shouldn’t do exactly what I did.

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Color me prescient: More momentum for Western / genre mashups

Is the Western/Genre mashup gaining momentum? I hope so.

First a little self-congratulatory pimping:

Back in 2009 I wrote about the forthcoming Cowboys and Aliens movie, and discussed its potential to launch a new genre.

So the Science Fiction Western, while not new, may be welling toward a resurgence as a genre. God knows it deserves a reboot in the theaters after the horrific Wild Wild West (one of only one or two truly unwatchable Will Smith joints), and TV could use another crack at it too post the failure of The Adventures of Brisco County Jr. (an underrated show that never got its due, which also dipped a toe into SteamPunk, and got Bruce Campbell in front of an audience that wasn’t simply a gaggle of B-horror movie fanboys much like Burn Notice has done).

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Screenplay to Novel: Rocket Summer. The Conversation.

rocket summer movie posterThis is a passage that’s been rewritten SO many times in the screenplay it isn’t even funny. It’s a turning point for Lacey, a glimpse for her into her father’s process, and the beginnings of her realization that he’s human and hurting.

I’m hoping this is finally doing what it needs to do. Of course, this isn’t the whole conversation.

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Converting Screenplay to Novel: Rocket Summer

Another excerpt from the novelization of the Rocket Summer screenplay. It was everything she’d imagined it could be and more, and yet she felt strangely disconnected and was compelled to reintroduce herself. She walked along the car, her car, trailing…