She Writes

The Director's Cut

"An advance apology for my inconsistent verb tenses and not so good English. I'll edit it again and again as much as I can. "

Well, here it goes. Enjoy ♫ 

The Director’s Cut

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1, KISS” I instructed the two protagonist of my story Water Newdar and Grey Charles.

“CUT! No that’s not it.”

I know that it would be hard but I never thought that it would be THIS HARD.

FLASHBACK

I’m a writer and I really spend almost more than a half of my life with just writing and imagining. To have my book published is worth more than anything else to me.  Well as you see, I’m far distinct with what I’ve been writing for almost five years and everyday as I think of this big difference, I realized that I’ll never have a life same with my characters. I’m really popular in the word of novels but as I return to be Earl Henry, I’m very ordinary. Or maybe not because is it normal for a person to spend the whole day in the park thinking, writing, day dreaming and typing all alone for a total of seven days weekly. I don’t know if I even have friends or is my landlord considered a friend. I’m known to be an introvert though personally I really want to get along well with others. I want to spend the midnight with my friends and hang out in bars and go home drunk just like a man’s ordinary day and night routine. But I don’t have friends to come along with me and no one would ever want to. A person talks to me and after a while we’re again strangers.

I think that’s the reason why I can write well. I don’t know how it feels but I think I do understand. I always imagine myself to be the character and think of everything I wanted to feel. It’s weird but I’m actually feeling it. But as I go back to myself again, I feel nothing at all. Maybe I’m more fitted or I’m really just until my thought-full world. Thanks to it, for a time, I can feel like I belong to the normal society, someone who may have not everything but still very happy inside.

That day I finished the first 20 chapters of my new book. It’s pretty simple for me since the scenes are really captivating that I can’t stop writing. As I am walking on my way home, a man smiling widely lend his hand while offering a handshake and called me by my pen name then introduced himself.

“Good Evening Mr. Empty Vessel I’m Sylvester Rogue from Screen Films.”

“Good Evening may I help you?” It’s nothing new for me to be talking to persons I don’t know because I used to do it when I send my stories to different publishing companies.

“Actually it’s not a help but I’m offering a quite huge project to you so I guess we can talk about it somewhere private.”

He noticed I wasn’t answering and I keep staring on his eyes to know whether he lies or not but the fact that he knew that I’m Empty Vessel is a proof that he has connections to the ones I knew from different publishing houses.

“I think you don’t understand. I’m from Screen Films. You know, the one responsible for producing famous and unique movies for the last 10 years before Shortcut productions was established. ”Now I remembered. I’ve heard about a company losing their popularity the past 3 years because of a new and “better” Film production company. It caused a huge commotion with their other pending films as they started to pull off the arrangements creating the biggest uproar in the whole media history.