Chapters
“Thank you for coming here to see me,” I said, shaking hands with the man in front of me. John Landis gave me a nod. “It’s okay. I’ll do anything for my film. It’s my baby.” There was something in the way he said it that made me feel a little uncomfortable in his presence. Nonetheless, I indicated for him to take a seat on the couch opposite me. “So,” I began after a few moments of silence, “Why do I have a feeling that you came here not just to discuss the script with…- 270.1 K • Ongoing
- “Hey, is it okay if I invite Silvie over?” I asked, loosening my tie as Al and I walked inside the house. He opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer. “Which one is she?” I grinned. “She’s the one with the brown hair… and that rack.” I motioned at my pecs to indicate the most distinguishing feature of hers. Al gave me a judging look for all of two seconds before shaking his head. “No.” “What do you mean, no?” I asked, my demeanor shifting slightly from happy to…
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- “I certainly didn’t expect to be reshooting scenes for this movie right now, especially after you’ve sold it,” Julie commented idly as the crew around us finished preparing for the reshoots. The crew this time was a professional one, the same one that would be shooting in just a few days. As much as I wanted to shoot this myself and use the Harvard student crew, I couldn’t. I simply didn’t have the time to spare. As good as the film had turned out, it had taken numerous mistakes and retakes…
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- Once I was dressed for my photoshoot, I returned to Clarissa, who immediately sat me down and got to work on my hair. Within moments, she had gathered my shoulder-length locks into a tight bun. "You know," she mused as she adjusted a few loose strands, "Jordan’s still hoping you’ll cut this down to a more ‘manageable’ length." "Not happening," I said without hesitation. I liked my hair long. When she was done, I stood and checked myself out in the full-length mirror nearby. I looked…
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- “So, how is it?” the man asked with a wide grin as he slid into the passenger seat while I eased the car into my driveway. “It’s great,” I said honestly, turning off the engine. “It glides like butter melting in a pan. But if I’m completely honest, it can’t beat my 911 Turbo.” I stepped out of the red car and shut the door gently, almost reverently. Even if it was the lesser variant, it needed to be treated with care. A few feet away, parked neatly in the driveway, stood my silver…
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- “What do you mean she’s not good for this role?” I asked, barely stopping myself from shouting at the director. “The moment she started acting, it felt like she was made for this part. And she’s tall too, just like you wanted.” Paul leaned back in his chair and shook his head slowly. “I can’t say it with certainty. I just didn’t like her. Not once did she look me or anyone else in the eye. That’s not the sign of a good actor.” Samuel Rivers, the studio executive sitting in on…
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- “I’ll miss you.” Daisy hugged me tightly for what felt like the hundredth time that morning, her fingers bunching into the back of my jacket as if she could anchor me in place. “Why do you have to go back at all?” “It’s just for a few months,” I assured her, rubbing her back gently. The airport moved around us with rolling suitcases and distant boarding announcements, but in that moment, it felt strangely quiet. “Once I’m done shooting that film, I’ll be back in LA, and this time…
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- “That’s a great fucking idea!” Bob exclaimed as we walked side by side through the crowded airport terminal. “It hadn’t even occurred to me that Marty’s mother might see him as a prospective lover. That’ll be a good comedic beat to add to the story.” I nodded, adjusting the strap of my carry-on. “Just make sure you don’t take it too far into weird territory. She’s still his mother.” “Of course,” he agreed quickly. “I was just thinking that I could…” He was cut off…
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April 2011, Casa Encantada, Los Angeles, CA, USA “Hahaha!” The little tyke sitting on my back laughed as if this was the most fun he’d had in his short life, which was probably true. “Yes, Ace.” I grinned at the thought of my son having so much fun with me and continued running on all fours in the backyard. “You and Dada will defeat Ian and Uncle Evan.” “Stop trying to make your kids so competitive,” Evan shot back while running beside me in the same position. “If I left…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- “Your Grace,” a serving lady called out to Troy, who was still resting in the bathtub. His blonde hair, purple irises, and the hatred in his eyes made it clear to everyone that he wasn’t Harry Potter anymore. He was more. Much more. “Why in the seven hells didn’t you wake me earlier!?” Troy scowled at her with disdain. Before she could offer a good enough explanation, Troy, as Viserys Targaryen, dragged the woman’s head underwater. The cruel glint in his eyes showed his madness and how…
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