Script- First thoughts.

Okay, I’ve decided on a story that I want to tell… Well, most of one, I’m not too sorted on an ending or anything yet; but the beautiful thing is that it can all change like that. Okay; so here goes.

Pretentious working title: The Glass-blowers Daughter.

Brief Synopsis:

A glass-blower takes a new apprentice into her home, he messes with her magic collection and her daughter,  causing a cluster fuck of epic proportions.

A glass-blower, upon her daughters rejection of the family business, takes on an apprentice. The apprentice, falling in lust with the daughter tries to impress her by stealing and using her mothers collection of magical items. The unimpressed daughter realises the utility of one of the items and uses it to turn into a dog and run away, falling in love with another dog. The glass-blower mounts an unsuccessful search for the daughter, who has made a den at the local beach. The apprentice becomes addicted to using the magical items to cavort around the great cities of the world. The daughter has puppies. The Apprentice’s thievery is discovered by the glass-blower, who starts to beat him, he, to save his hide, tells the Glass-blower where her daughter is.  She leaves to track down her daughter. The Apprentice tries to get word to the daughter, through her dog/boyfriend. The glass-blower realises her daughter’s bestiality and throws the puppies into a bag and then into the ocean. The dog, daughter and apprentice arrive and find the bag, and no glass-blower. The apprentice tries to comfort the daughter and the dog goes for revenge. The dog attacks the glass blower in her workshop, and the glass blower kills him.  … Things get hazy after that.

So, yeah, that’s the story so far.

Stuff I want to include.

‘So, you see, the glass that has lead added to it grows expodentially larger;
thinner every second. You add a little lead to the sands, and the entire system changes,
becomes fragile and beautiful.’

‘Wow, that’s like a metaphor for life.’
‘Yes; a stupid one.’
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The visits to the city should be really weird. I want the character
to pretend to be the people who are talking to him and then exaggeratedly answer them
and their questions.
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I want the daughter and the dog’s conversations deal with repetition and change of inflection.
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Peace out guys.