Karmic Gingers: UPDATE

Karmic Gingers is in the semi-finals! Check it out at http://storyboardtv.com/

xoxoChilly

Last Chance for May

I just noticed it's the last day of May and seeing as I've yet to a go a month without finding something to post, I thought I better get on it. Here is an excerpt from my on-going Doc Saga which I write sporadically whenever mood and time line up. I think this part can stand alone.

xoxoChilly

Salt in the Wounds

I could dial her number in the dark.

“Hey, I’m too busy to pick up right now. Probably off doing something cool. Maybe fighting terrorists or something. Anyway, leave a message!” And then the inevitable, “The mail box belonging to Doc is full.”

Over the past couple days, dialing her number had become a compulsive act. I knew exactly how many rings it took for voicemail to pick up. So well I didn’t count anymore. I could just feel the correct length of time.

As soon as I hit end, my fingers started itching to dial again. It was ridiculous and I knew it. Every time I dialed I became less and less sure of what I would say if she did pick up. No, it wasn’t for me to say anything. What needed to be said, she had to say.

My phone rang. My heart leapt. I looked at the call ID and my heart stopped. The number displayed was meaningless to me.

“Hello?” I said, hoping it was a telemarketer I could let out some of my aggression on.

“Hi,” said Laura’s voice. “Why didn’t you pick up before?”

“I didn’t recognize the number.” When had I given her my number? She’d asked me out through Chance. It’s not like we’d spoken on the phone before. “I’m sorry,” I added for good measure.

“I think we should talk about what happened the other night.”

Project Tango

I have been writing! I've spent the past month working on a one hour tv pilot for a contest with storyboardtv. Please give it a read  http://storyboardtv.com/script/91

xoxchilly

Project Tango

Everyone knows Tango Jones is one of the most celebrated actresses of our time. What no one knows is Tango Jones is a Special Agent molded by the FBI to become their VIP All Access Pass to the seedy underbelly of Hollywood life. Tango’s cunning and stealth uncovers a tabloid’s wet dream of scandals and murders until the day her fake ex-boyfriend is found dead. The local police immediately look at Tango as a suspect along with her bodyguard Zee who has been mistaken as her lover. Now Tango and Zee have to find the real murdered before Project Tango is uncovered and Tango's identity made public. Just another day in the double life.

The Longing

This is an old one, but I've been putting up nothing but art lately so I figured it was time for some writing.

xoxoChilly

THE LONGING

At times when my head is empty and no anxious or excited thoughts are pulling my focus this way and that, without meaning to, I think of a kiss. Not a Hollywood kiss, no worlds spinning, just that moment of two sets of lips coming together. It’s always a surprise when I become aware of what I’m thinking about, because when I usually catch myself doing this is when I’m single and don’t even have a crush. This explains why the person I’m kissing is blurry and out of focus like a dream. It’s pointless to daydream about a kiss when there’s no one you fancy. And it leaves me with such a feeling of longing that I have to start running down a list of guys I know and replay the scenario to see if one of them fit. But that usually ends in cringes rather than eurekas. I could never figure out why I’d dream of kissing when there’s no one to kiss. But wait. Maybe that’s just the point. When I long for kissing it’s when I’m most alone. I’m not longing for a specific person, but for a connection. Perhaps a new connection to the world I’ve never explored before, a new way to tap into my humanity, a new way to open up without saying a word. So at my quietest moments, when it’s just me in my head, I’ll imagine a kiss and invite the world in.

A Little Crazy

WARNING: The Character List and the Summary contain *spoilers*, because it's a play and that's just how they're formatted. Everything up front! So if you wanna be surprised, skip to Act I.

 

A Little Crazy by Kelly Morrison

With only a few days to prepare for his father’s visit, Marshall must create the illusion of a normal life despite the antics of his spiritually in tune girlfriend and his time traveling roommate.

A portion was read at National Arts Centre 4th stage during the Algonquin Hot House Reading Series in 2007. My wonderful actors got a lot of laughs.

This is only Act I. If you'd like to read Act II, please email me at kelamorrison @ gmail.com (without the spaces.)

Once Upon a Dream

 

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Once Upon a Dream by Kelly Morrison

By day Stella is shy and plain, but in her dreams she is bold and beautiful. Night after night Stella dreams of extraordinary adventures where she rescues her true love, Milo, from deadly threats. In reality Milo is the cute new boy in school who doesn’t even know Stella exists. Stella is content deluding herself with her fantasy life until characters from her dreams start leaking into the actual world and attacking the real Milo. Suddenly her life is a nightmare haunted by a dark enemy she knows only as Shadow Man. Stella must become the girl of her dreams to save the boy of her dreams

This is a portion of a screenplay taken from the middle of Act II. If you'd like to read the script in it's entirety, please email me at kelamorrison @ gmail.com (without the spaces) and I'd be happy to send it to you. It's just a precaution to keep track of who has copies.

~Chilly

Wapos Bay Spec Script

Please click on "FULLSCREEN" to read the whole thing in it's own window where you can zoom in. It's too tiny otherwise!

This is SPEC script (written on my own initiative and not picked up) for a show I used to animate for, Wapos Bay. I crossed out a couple things on the title page to protect the innocent ;)

~Chilly

Captain Awesome

 

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This short film was produced by the Algonquin Broadcasting students class of '07 (Super Salty Productions) under the name "Good Bad Guy." I even had a cameo as Underage Girl. I had an AWESOME time watching my writing go from script to screen!

What's so great about being good?

When it comes to hand to hand combat Super Villain Professor Peril has no chance of defeating Average City's saviour Captain Awesome. However, luck is on the bad guy's side. When Peril's alter-ego, Dry Cleaner Trainee Courtney Lance, gets his hands on Captain Awesome's costume he sees it as an opportunity to smear the beloved Superhero's good name. Dressed as Captain Awesome, Courtney goes on a city wide crime spree. But in Average City Captain Awesome can do no wrong and Courtney is at risk for developing a taste for heroism. In the meantime, without his suit to hide behind, the real Captain Awesome's character is unmasked.

Doc Down Under

My friend Elly and I (and sometimes other people) have been writing an on going story for years. Basically we each have a few characters (rock stars, actors, cops, etc.) and write from their perspective. We tag each other back and forth to come up with the next plot twist. It's a fun writing exercise, but since is has no overall story arch, it's purely self indulgent. Still I have fun writing it and like to reread stuff from time to time. One summer we did a long story about our characters in Australia. Here's a sample written from the perspective of a couple of my characters.

PATEN:

"Ohhhh pretty," gasped Doc.

I followed her gaze to a new arrival hugging Chaz. "And so enters the love interest," I muttered.

"Huh?" asked Doc.

"Nothing."

Doc skipped over to get introduced and I wandered up, half listening to the conversation.

"Oh I’m taking the 4x4 and travel in convoy," said this Bunyip guy. "Give everybody some more room. And Doc you wanna keep me company for a while?"

"Sure!" said Doc a little too eagerly. "But I’m driving!" Then she took off towards the driver's side of his 4x4 before he could protest.

"I wanna drive too!" I exclaimed and ran towards the driver’s side of Chaz’s pick up before she could stop me.

In no time Doc was tearing away from the gas station and I was yelling at Chaz and Rio to get their butts into gear.