Fair Warning

So here is an idea:

Let's say you have an aging director. Started out young and idealistic - full of promise and brimming with enthusiasm. His career starts with a bang and it seems as if he destined for great things. Moving up from commercials to TV shows and always heading towards that shining north star dream of doing a feature film.

But then life happens. He gets bogged down. Bitter. Cynical even. Starts doing bad shows. And worse - thinks about doing reality TV. Mix in a $1000/day crack habit and a series of "auditioning" starlets - and you end up with our so called "hero."

All of a sudden the bottom drops out. He misses one too many call times. He misses one too many meetings. He drops off the grid and goes to seed.

Hauled out of month long drunken stupor by an old friend, he is given one last chance at redemption. Teach a class of doe-eyed newbies the basics of the writing process. Locked in a small room with only an endless supply of coffee to keep him sober - he is let out only for a few hours of "classtime" each week.

Gaining back his basic strength - and small pieces of dignity - he suddenly realizes all he needs to get back his old life is one good script.

ONE GOOD IDEA.

So he has his class "pitch." Tell their best stories. Their exciting stories. Stories filled with love and betrayal and action. Stories that could sell. And make money. Money to buy things. Things like crack...

And it starts him thinking... Hmmm. If only that was my story. My pitch. And then it hits him.

IT CAN BE.

AND NO ONE HAS TO KNOW.

NO ONE NEEDS BE THE WISER.

So consider this fair warning.