Writer Profile: Pia Shantee |
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| Location | Chicago |
| Favorite films/plays | STAGE PLAYS: Numb (mine) Coralina Barrera (mine) Shadows (mine) NoH Drama (mine) 'Night Mother Having Our Say Romeo and Juliette 70 Scenes of Halloween MediaMachine Lear Lady Audely's Secret Caucasian Chalk Circle Hedda Gabler A Doll's House Luther <div></div> NOVELS: Whip. Isca (mine - unpublished) Friends (mine - unpublished) My All - (mine - short short - unpublished) Limerance: The Kiss (mine - short short - unpublished) Nearly everything by Michael Crichton Nearly everything by VC Andrews Kite Runner Mirage Love Is a Decision Don't Just Stand There - PRAY Something! The Bastard On the Couch Tess of The D'Urbervilles Character Traits Moonlight and Madness The Science Fiction Hall of Fame: Volume 1 Lots of books by Dean Koontz 'specially Hideaway, Cold Fire, The Bad Place, n Watchers The Handsomest Drowned Man In the World The Madding Crowd The Glass Bead Game Dynamic Characters <div></div> well....soooo many books. The list is endless and eclectic. <div></div> FILMS Interview With a Vampire Sparkle Hard Candy Pirates of the Carribean Legends of the Fall The Joy Luck Club Ten Things I Hate About You Secrets and Lies Something's Gotta Give About a Boy Notting Hill Slumdog Millionaire How To Lose a Guy in Ten Days Almost Famous Joy Ride LOTR Neverending Story The Ten Commandments Jesus of Nazareth (although it should be Yeshuah of Nazareth) My Best Friend's Wedding The Mirror Has Two Faces Corrina Corrina Shallow Hal Mad Hot Ballroom Dancer In the Dark Grease Cheaper By the Dozen Finding Nemo Father of the Bride 1 & 2 When Harry Met Sally Something New Romeo and Juliette (both versions) Circle of Friends St Elmos Fire The Breakfast Club Sweet 16 Pretty In Pink The Holiday School of Rock ....and many, many, many more. But mostly romantic comedies. <div></div> TV SHOWS: Half n Half The Game Damaged (sometimes I watch this) Archie Bunker The Jeffersons Good Times Super Nanny Trading Spouses Wife Swap Kitchen Nightmares The Office Coupling Keeping Up Appearances Murder One Masterpiece Theatre Public Television (almost everything) Design On a Dime Extreme Makeover - Home Ace of Cakes All cooking shows! |
| Other interests | acting. drawing. animating. sudoku. |
NUMB |
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| Script type | Stage play |
| Script genre | Drama |
| My script is | SPARKLE meets ZEBRA HEAD |
| Main character would be played by | I don't know - no one in hollywood comes to mind. Everyone would have to audition. |
| My soundtrack would be | YOU TOO CAN MAKE A COOL POSTER FOR YOUR SCRIPT @: http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/poster.php |
NOTE: THIS IS A PLAY I'D WRITTEN ALREADY. THE FORMATTING IS WEIRDLY CENTERED HERE AND I'M NOT SURE WHY, BUT I'M SURE YOU KNOW STANDARD FORMATTING APPLIES. PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK!!
The words of this man
Like the heat and the heart of this man
Pierce my aching sky
Electrify my burning soul
Rearrange my well-laid plans
He races across my willing flesh
Like a fire ablaze beneath my skin
And when I touch his face
Or kiss his soft sweet lips
My cool reserve wears paper thin
He kicks up the dust of my fantasies
He stirs the clouds of my dreams
His lightning flashes across my horizon
His thunder echoes through my spirit
Or so it seems
He hides in the curves of my sandy beaches
Fishing my ocean for clues
He collects my pebbles of desire
Casting his net, he captures my heart
And whatever else he may choose
He needs no permission to explore me, I am his
What treasure he finds, he may keep
His flag has firmly established my shores
In fact, his breadth has touched my deep
I have surrendered my earth to him
He has found his place to rest and be warm
And when he is done fighting and flailing and raging
He may settle me like a soft, sweet mist
I am his tranquil sky
He is my tempest, my storm…
(Randy leaves somewhere in the middle of the poem).
CAROL:
And slowly her life began to deteriorate. Brick….by brick.
(Different day).
(Bric enters the living room and paces the floor for a while. He is angry. Randy, in a coat and scarf, comes through the front door carrying the baby in her bassinet).
RANDY:
(excited) Oh gosh – it’s so cold outside. It’s sure to start snowing any day now. I can’t wait for it to come, then the baby can see snow for the first time. She won’t know what it is, but oh well….
(notices Bric pacing).
BRIC:
You home awfully late.
RANDY:
(cautiously) What time did you get in?
BRIC:
Early enough to know how long you been out. Where you been?
RANDY:
(lying) Oh, Tanya stopped by to see the baby. We took her on a
little trip to the zoo to see the animals and get some fresh air before it gets too cold. Then we stopped and grabbed a bite to eat. I wasn’t planning on being gone so long. (pause) Did you eat?
BRIC:
Yeah, no thanks to you.
RANDY:
Babe, we have plenty of stuff in the fridge to eat. I said I was sorry. It won’t happen again. If you’re still hungry I can make you something nice before I give the baby her bath and feeding. Do you want me to?
BRIC:
No. (menacingly) I want you to tell me where you been.
RANDY:
(scared) I just told you…..
BRIC:
Right. You was at the zoo with Tanya. ..okay… then why she call
here looking for you? Huh? If she was at the zoo with you why
would she ask me if I knew where you was? Now, where was you?
(moves dangerously close. he’s livid)
RANDY:
(taking a step back) (stuttering quickly) Okay, just don’t be mad. I did go to the zoo with the baby and I did grab a bite to eat, but not with Tanya. Trevor came over to see the baby and suggested that we go for a ride.
BRIC:
It’s always Trevor ain’t it? You lied to me because you was
sneaking off with him?
RANDY:
I didn’t want you to get mad. I know how much you don’t like
Trevor, but they’re Carol’s godparents and he just wanted to do
something nice, that’s all, Bric. I wasn’t sneaking off. Nothing
hap –
BRIC:
(slaps her hard) Don’t ever lie to me again.
(Bric leaves)
(Randy stumbles in shock. Bric has never hit her before. She walks over to the couch and cuddles the baby. She is crying).
CAROL:
He apologized after that. He really felt bad. The thing is – he kept feeling bad every week. He was good about not leaving marks. I never saw any bruises on her, but then again – I wasn’t paying
attention. (pause) And still she loved him. To be honest, I loved
him, too. He was daddy. And you just wanted to please him. We
both wanted to please him. I knew my dad as demanding and hard,
but that was just the way he was. He had a hard life – so I was told. My mom always made the right excuses when she had to. But
sometimes you couldn’t excuse who he was. I think after a while
she was unhappy, but that was a small price to pay for loving him, I guess. There’s so much I didn’t know about her. So much I’m finding out now. (pause) I don’t remember her smiling. Wait –
that’s not true. I remember the first time I saw her smile. It was also the last time. I was seven years old.
(Lights out).
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