It's been several months since I've written anything fable related. I read over the dog and horse fable again and found it amusing. Not my best work, but some effort went into the piece. I tried to give it at least the quality of an amatuer. But there's something discouraging about putting effort into writing something you KNOW no one is going to read. Perhaps that's why I've never kept a diary. I always need a public. I recently found out an known agent would read some of my material if I latched on to the writing partner I had back at film school. I wrote a whole screenplay in about four days. Pretty much beginning to end. Even if you include all the brainstorm time, all the time it took me to write the treatment, plot out the characters, tone, and scenework. From the moment I heard about the opportunity to the finishes--polished--screenplay, was barely two weeks. I actually have email evidence to back me up. Why? Because somebody was definately going to read it. It seems the more important the reader, the fast I write. Now I just have to see if I can convert that motivation to all my writing.

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I apologize for my failure to begin a new fable this month. I've been doing coverage for screenplays recently, so I decided to post a synopsis for one of the screenplays I read. It was a decent screenplay though it needed some work, just like I need to work on my washboard abs. Also, don't forget to drive on down to the vitamin shop to buy your master formula this month!

Now here's the synopsis:

DANNY is a normal suburban boy who wants a violent video game for Christmas. But, on his way home from Christmas shopping, Danny and his parents are in a terrible car accident. Danny is the sole survivor.

Danny’s long-haired, overcoat wearing UNCLE CHARLIE comes to pick him up from the hospital to become his guardian. Uncle Charlie lives out of a van, and soon enough, we discover Charlie is a professional ghost hunter. Charlie shows Danny some of the secrets to finding and trapping ghosts, all of which is learned from the mystical Book of the Dead, which Charlie keeps. There are good ghosts, bad ghosts, and indifferent ghosts (ghosts who don’t know they’re ghosts). Ghosts avoid water, and salt will burn a ghost.

Charlie won’t tell Danny much about bad ghosts, but before long, Charlie receives an email from his van computer mentioning Damdark, the most evil ghost of all. Charlie and Danny travel to an abandoned town in Scotland, where all the townsfolk’ souls have been taken by Damdark and his evil carnival ride. Charlie is disheartened by the devastation of the town, and finally reveals himself as a ghost. Charlie explains that he was killed by Damdark as a child, and he grew up in the ghost world.

Charlie and Danny head to the evil carnival ride. Charlie decides to head into the ride to face Dandark. He tells Danny to wait a day, then take the van and leave. Charlie heads into the ride and Danny wonders the town. Danny finds a girl, ELLIE, trapped in closet in one of the houses. He rescues her from a pair of leathery faced GHOSTS, and they escape to the edge of town until they are overtaken by zombies from a nearby graveyard. Just when all seems lost, Charlie returns to save the day with his mighty ghost-slaying whip. Charlie is also accompanied by one of his ghost-hunting friends, a gunslinging spectre cowboy named BILLY.

Billy and Charlie kill the zombies, but then Billy kills the little girl Ellie as well, and Charlie casts a spell on Danny to make him forget Ellie’s death.

Charlie, Billy, and Danny climb inside Charlie’s van, and they use a special computer hard-drive to travel through time. They head back to the fourteenth century to meet a man named SILAS, who invented the Book of the Dead. Silas explains to Danny the history of ghost hunting…

Long ago, Damdark and the hordes of darkness waged an epic battle against Prince Forest and his people. Prince Forest slew Damdark, but not before Damdark had a chance to lay a curse on the prince, smiting him and his progeny vowing to reign over the world of the dead, and kill the prince as a ghost. Silas then reveals that Danny is actually Prince Forest.

As Silas winds up his tale, Damdark appears with his hordes and advances upon Silas’s cottage. A heroic fight ensues, and Damdark kills Silas, Uncle Charlie, and Billy. Danny throws salt on Damdark, burning him, and he vows to chase Damdark down and kill him. Danny travels through time and saves Ellie. As time passes, Danny realizes that he died the day of the car crash with his parents. He is the ghost hunter. A gun in one hand and a whip in the other, Danny gathers an army of ghost hunters, for as the narrator sayeth, some day Prince Danny will slay Damdark once and for all…

The dogs decided to tell the old man the horse had run away out of hunger.

They made a feast of the horse. They ate skin and hair and meat, and when there were only bones, they buried the bones behind the bilberry bush near the barn. The dogs licked their sated lips and trotted into the master's house.

"The horse has run away." said the one dog.

"Yes," said the other dog, "It was angry from hunger. It told me it was looking for a home with better food."

The old man scowled and paced. He rubbed his hand against his temple, and then against his stomach, and then he rubbed his hands together, and he stopped pacing.

"Well, now, that horse was twice the size of you two put together. If he did not have enough food, then there is no way I can have enough food for both you dogs." The man slapped his hand against the wall. "I will chop one of you dogs up to feed the other, and there will be enough food to keep you for the winter.

The dogs growled at one another.

"You should be the one to be chopped up. I am the better dog," said the one dog.

"No, you are wrong. And I will eat you," said the other.

The dogs attacked each other. They bit and scratched and wrestled in the dirt before the old man's house. The dirt was wetted by the blood of both dogs. The ground became muddy, a vermillion, sticky mess, and soon the dogs tired.

"We are mortally wounded, old man. We shall both die? Why have you done this to us?" asked the dogs.

"I have done nothing but provide you food," said the old man, "You have made all the decisions and all the actions. And all because you had specific tastes. You live by your own hands, and you die by your own hands."

The old man turned to walk inside. He did not make graves for either dog, but returned to his house for a meal.

THE END.

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