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Below is a scene that will take place in a movie where a female character will start off as a college student and then grow up and become a psychologist. Her life's goal is to find out about love . . . why people love, why people don't want to wait around for love, how many people can a person love, and at once?, if there is a such thing as true love and does God have it made so he created someone especially for another person . . .
I am making this movie because for years I have watched people and studied this and wonder why people do what they do in relationships. If I was an anthropologist, this would be my main focus, . . . on love. I don't know why I have a fascination with it, but hopefully me researching and planning to do this movie will help (btw, I don't plan to do it for awhile, but I'm starting early)
Hopefully as I get more practice with scripts and things, that the writing style will flow more and I will be able to do correct scene descriptions.
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The air is hot and her mind is full. She stares out at the world in front of her intensely . . . she isn't really watching them, and small movements are oblivious to her senses. She thinks about the world, about her friends. She thinks about all of their situations. She wonders to herself, "Why do people go through what they go through. Why can't we all just avoid the drama." She thinks about love and about the messiness of it. "Why can't people just meet that person, fall in love, and be done with it?" She wonders why there are the complications. She wonders when does God ever bring that person, the person who is the exact piece to someone's puzzle. The person who God created especially for that someone . . . and then she realizes, "people don't want to wait for that love." She shifts her feet and plays with her coffee cup in her hand.
Friday, February 15, 2008
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