This is Zhura. Zhura is online scriptwriting software. It is for writing and editing scripts, developing such ideas, collaboratively, either in a public pot as The Clubhouse is, or privately and in private groups. Or, just use it for your own projects!
Yo - check it out. Just getting rolling, but I got some other folks inspired and they're doing some writing on there. The first idea is actually quite out of the ordinary and good, frankly. I tried to get another idea started. Then I promptly forgot the site existed, like a putz.
For some, I send this to you because your lives include an interest in this stuff -- others, just for kicks and giggles.
I wrote the main page/intro, below, and seeing as I am an insanely gifted writer, I had to share it with you whether you go to the site or not.
Enjoy, for whatever. : )
Jon
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The Clubhouse
Created by Jon Osterholm, open to all. Please read intro.
And please join, then join in! I started (literally only started) an idea called "Party of Iniquity" -- this is intended to be a political thriller, roughly. That is not needed to remain the name of the script, but it's a start. And no, it is not a frat party (harr).
http://www.zhura.com/group/view/508
You know those films and shows you've seen or heard about, the ones that are called good but lots of folks say things about them like "the plot was a bit thin"? Yeah, well, nothing's getting out of here that way. This is our dark little clubhouse. We'll sooner kill it altogether like a sick chicken that can't be eaten than let a lame idea get out of here without some kind of adjustment.
This is where we will bring lame ideas (they'll be called lame, so bring good stuff that's less lame; we'll work to make it not nearly as lame) and we don't let them out until they're at a certain level:
Option one is the "Nick Cage cannot be in this unless he brings his 'A' game" level;
option 2 is the "Should we write in a narrator so the audience can follow this twisted brew of wicked subplots?" level.
The walls aren't painted in here, though they were at some point - notice that there's flakes on the walls? This is a run-down shack, really, with bad electrical lines, and a few bullet holes in the east wall. Outside the east wall was where we found bones sometime back; no one knows whose bones they were. That kinda freaked a few people out and I doubt we'll see them anytime soon. There's only one rest room here, so otherwise you'll have to go outside.
Don't be afraid to be smart in here, even if you're cranky about it. Obnoxiousness gets a little tiring, but even then, if we're getting somewhere, that's all that counts. In here, smart is smart and dumb is dumb, so defend your ideas. No idea is worth the dirt in the floorboard cracks unless you can defend it. Curse words can be tolerated, but not from babies who use them to mask their "I'm a lazy dumdum" reality.
This is a place with some attitude in the air, but not for its own sake: there's attitude because we have little patience for pettiness or stupid people. Talent comes in all shapes and sizes, so don't figure you're stupid. You're also welcome to just sit and observe. You better think twice about "borrowing" anything, though.
Somebody died in here a long time ago, we know that from the tell-tale stain we found. It had nothing to do with those bones or the bullet holes - maybe the body is still under the building. This place isn't even supposed to be ours to use. So we need to keep our eyes out, since there's no telling who or what might come this way.
So why would you even WANT to be here? Nobody cares if you want to be here or not. Do you want lame or do you want something with some character to it? That's your decision.
You better be here to do some really good work, or you can go whine to Mama about the smell in here and the wild pigs outside that keep denting your car when you're here.
For those who are interested, you don't have to be here all the time. We all have a life to live. Something's got to pay the bills.
OK. Let's get to it.
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