Script
The Catchphrase Firm
The following is a comedic one-act play I wrote in my senior year of high school, and refined throughout my first two years of college. In 2018, it was selected to be performed at Pipe Dream Studio Theatre's An Evening of New Works. I am posting it here for the sake of anyone who wants to use it. I, the author of this work, hereby give you full permission to perform this in whatever capacity you desire, provided you give me due credit as its author.
By Frank Macaluso4 years ago in Fiction
Rail Spiked Tea
“One or two?” Jack lifted his little tin teapot from the fire and filled two mugs. The steam from the tea blended into the night mist that covered the floor of the graveyard. It had been 3 hours since Jack started digging. He counted four graves in total, taking him an hour to dig up a grave and he could save an hour if he really pushed.
By Sital baniya4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Family Relationships
If you had believed that you would always be safe there... It turned out that you were wrong. Dulce believed that they would always live in that beautiful house. After taking on the wreck of the beautiful Cornish Cliffside house that Braylon had obsessively constructed and renovated, he became famous. As a family, they'd spent countless hours on the sofa, watching the storms, anger and frustration over the sea below. It was the house where they'd made a promise to keep each other's secrets secret...
By Peter Hermann4 years ago in Fiction
Homer against the establishment
EXT. SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD. DAY. Establishing shot of a regular suburban house. INT. LIVING ROOM. DAY Homer Simpson is sitting by the living room table. While watching as an observer at a chaotic family breakfast, he starts to feel a bit uneasy with the way things turned out for him. While in his early 20s, he was optimistic about the future, he envisioned a life of carefree excitement, cruising along in his muscle car. Now… a slave of routine and boredom, in a beat up sedan.
By Giovanni Profeta4 years ago in Fiction
