Below is a script written for a day-player audition. SCENE: Two men are stood, arms folded, either side of a door. They look a little bored. Bouncer 2: Is it normally this quiet? Bouncer 1: Can be. Especially on Thursdays, it’s the in-between day of students and weekenders. B2: Should pick up tomorrow then? B1:Continue reading “Bouncers – An Audition Script”
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What She Did – A Poem
A sting cracks open her heart. A pool of guilt spills over the ruined carpet. New worlds flash into her eyes, Dark shadows linger high on the ceiling, That she once thought were angels. Now she sees they were a mistake. A catalyst of danger, The trouble of a creature lurking deep. And the painContinue reading “What She Did – A Poem”
Spine – A Poem
My spine is broken from how far I have bent, And yet I still cannot reach my toes. The weight that lifts only when they all approve Has found a curve in our stomachs , Resting easily in the hollow.
Into the Air – A Prologue
This is the prologue to my second novel, Into the Air. I may post further chapters on here so stay tuned and do comment if you wish to read more! The man, coated in grey, wept ceaselessly as he flicked through the pages. A woman in yellow had handed him a fire licked book andContinue reading “Into the Air – A Prologue”
The Bar – A Script
Below is another script for a friend’s day player audition. BARTENDER (B) is speaking to a customer as PATRON (P) walks to the bar in the background, pauses to look at the other customers then turns to order. B doesn’t notice P immediately as he is deep in conversation with a regular. P waits andContinue reading “The Bar – A Script”
The Game – A Poem
It didn’t come home, and neither did they. At least, not the same as they were yesterday. Browns and greens spatter, needless and sore, It was only a game, but not any more.
Vegan Article
https://veganpantry.com/veganism/taking-a-vegan-holiday-with-children-how-childfriendly-are-they/ Here is a link to an article I wrote for a client!
Ocean Mild – A Poem
Strange tides do quell in the currents.The breaks go on into a swirl of tepid bubbles,It rises. In and out and further and closer.The changing patterns forming on shredded shells,Painted rocks.Never the same, as the last waves feast,Froth writing new truths into old formed canvases.Everything moves into the same.Yet none are identical.Another wave comes.
Writing services now on Fiverr!
I am now live on fiverr for writing services! I am currently offering showreel content for actors, but more gigs will be posted soon! Follow the link below for more info. https://www.fiverr.com/lily98423?up_rollout=true
Argument – A Script
This is a scene I wrote for a friend for his showreel. I offer show and voice reel scripts for a small fee, please email lily.portman349@gmail.com if you are interested! Scene: We’ve entered in the middle of an argument. PERSON A wanted to spend time with PERSON B and hoped they would be able toContinue reading “Argument – A Script”
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