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#FirstPageFriday

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#FirstPageFriday is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 21 people shared 42 posts with it — around 1 a day. Activity is down 20% versus the previous week, peaking on Jul 24 with 10 posts.

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Tim Westland
@timwestland.bsky.social
about 18 hours ago
#FirstPageFriday #Scriptsky This from THE BLACK, my intense, grounded #Scifi where first contact isn't about invasion, it's about humanity's first encounter with an alien organism designed to remake worlds
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Leah Elizabeth Evans
@leahelizabethevans.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
First #FirstPageFriday on BlueSky. This is from my feature CAN YOU STAY LATE? Trapped alone in a corporate office after hours, an overworked receptionist must battle her toxic coworkers and navigate a deadly zombie outbreak as she fights her way down sixteen floors. Get Out meets Shaun of the Dead
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Sam Robotham
@hamrobotham.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
Feeling generous this morning so time for a #FirstPageFriday GIVEAWAY I miss collaborating, so if you post your first page today, I'll pick one page/short sequence to produce into an audio teaser. Voice actors, sound effects, etc. Let's work together. Comment on this post to enter! #Scriptsky
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Tim Westland
@timwestland.bsky.social
about 17 hours ago
#FirstPageFriday #Scriptsky #TedLasso Trent Crimm: Independent After his post-Lasso career implodes, Trent accepts a job as host of a globe-trotting show about obscure sports. Now the world's least qualified host is about to change sports television forever, whether he likes it or not!
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Leah from South Dakota
@leahfromsd.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
Sharing some sci-fi for #FirstPageFriday. TANDEM plays out in a world heavily influenced by Simon Stalenhag's artwork, with tons of nods to everything from TOTAL RECALL & INCEPTION to ALIEN & BLADE RUNNER. Working on a new version of this script post-Stowe with renewed enthusiasm 🤩 #Scriptsky+
EXT. CITY - NIGHT

Endless rows of high-rise buildings divided by narrow streets. A massive YELLOW grid of street lights.

An SUV cruises down the empty streets.

EXT. APARTMENT COMPLEX - NIGHT

The SUV halts outside a concrete apartment complex, its windows a patchwork of YELLOW lights that ascend into the foggy sky.

Two FIGURES emerge from the SUV, sprint toward the apartment.

INT. STAIRWELL - NIGHT

A coil of stairs snake upward. 

GREEN mildew streaks the walls.

Labored breath and determined footsteps echo through the hollow space as the two figures ascend with purpose.

APARTMENT

Cop knocks rattle the metal apartment door.

All is dark inside save for an angry RED light on the door where a knob should be.

ELLEN (O.S.)

ERC emergency support, open the door!

Murmurs in the hallway.

Three more insistent knocks.

DORIAN (O.S.)

Mr. Sanchez, please be advised we are entering the apartment. Stand clear!

The RED light blinks YELLOW before it turns GREEN.

The door flings opens the apartment lights flicker on to reveal a filthy, dusty interior.

ELLEN (40s) and DORIAN (20s) enter in matching tactical gear.

Clad head to toe in black, they each wear small backpacks that resemble dystopian proton packs.
Simon Stalenhag illustration of a man wearing a futuristic headset connected to a phone booth on a deserted street on a foggy night.
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Adele
@theartofcharts.bsky.social
about 1 year ago
Busily rewriting DUST ON DIRT - my tale of a young woman kidnapped and hunted through the wilderness by Border Patrol officers who decides to stand and fight back. Currently rewriting for a UCLA writers extension course (have been getting brilliant notes!) #FirstPageFriday #scriptsky
EXT. DESTROYED WATER STATION IN THE WILDERNESS – NIGHT

Drops of water strike wet earth.

Slow.

And stop.

A drained water barrel, upended, peppered with bullet holes. Slashed empty water containers litter rocky ground in the small scrub-surrounded clearing. 

A flag, emblazoned with a rain drop, droops from a whip pole.
Facing away, an INFANT in a pink onesie crawls in the dirt.

She turns her head. She's long since dead. No eyes to her sockets, skin withered to the bone.

INT. TROY'S TRAILER - BEDROOM ALCOVE – DAY 

TROY (a gaunt late 50s) gasps awake, heart POUNDING. 
Flat on his back on a narrow pull-down bed, the last late afternoon sun streaming through the window.

TROY
It's ok. 

Bleak eyes give the lie, but the POUNDING quiets, slows. 

Troy opens the top drawer of a tatty console, retrieves a pistol. Flops back on the bed, looks it over. Hand trembling. 

It's ridiculous - exasperating. But his hand keeps shaking. 

INT. RAQUEL'S APARTMENT - BATHROOM – DAY
Steady hands put the finishing touches on a flat twist crown. 

SHIELLE (O.S.)
(16 and pleading)

Well? Can I go? 

Intent on her reflection, RAQUEL (21, Black, short, in a uniform emblazoned 'Burgershed') ignores her. Inspects herself with a critical eye - it'll do.  

She heads for the...
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AC
@anthonyscripted.bsky.social
1 day ago
NOTHING BUT FLOWERS SHORT After his father's death, A grieving man spends over two years leaving flowers on the grave of a forgotten neighbour, only to discover he's been paying his respects to a murderer before he accidentally meets the murdered woman's niece. #Scriptsky #FirstPageFriday
The first page of NOTHING BUT FLOWERS (SHORT)
After his father's death, A grieving man spends two years leaving flowers on the grave of a forgotten neighbour, only to discover he's been paying his respects to a murderer before he accidentally meets the murdered woman's niece.
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Adele
@theartofcharts.bsky.social
over 1 year ago
First page of my first feature, DUST ON DIRT for #FirstPageFriday. In a parched wilderness, a young woman flees a pair of Border Patrol Officers until she realises that to survive she must set a lethal trap. Looking forward to seeing what people are sharing this week #scriptsky
EXT. DESTROYED WATER STATION – NIGHT
Drops of water strike wet earth.
Slow.
And stop.
A drained water barrel lies upended, peppered with bullet
holes. Slashed empty water containers litter rocky ground.
A flag, emblazoned with a rain drop, droops from a whip pole.
Facing away, an INFANT in a bright pink jacket crawls in the
dirt. She turns her head. She's long since dead. No eyes to
her sockets, skin withered to the bone.
She coughs. Chokes. Heaves up dry dust and dirt.
TROY (V.O.) screams - and stops. Breathes ragged.
INT. TROY'S TRAILER - BEDROOM – DAY
A pull-down bed in a curtained-off alcove.
TROY (late 50s, white, in scruffy jeans and T-shirt) lies wideeyed
on his back. His breathing quiets. Sitting up, he pulls a
pistol from a console beside the bed and heads out.
INT. RAQUEL'S APARTMENT - LOUNGE – DAY
Astronomy and physics textbooks cover a well-used coffee
table. A bike leans propped against a wall.
RAQUEL (19, Black, short, in Burgershed uniform, hair in a
simple flat twist crown) gets ready for work as her younger
sister SHIELLE (16) works on getting her goat.
RAQUEL
Shielle! You want to make me
scream? How many times I got to say
no dates on school nights?
SHIELLE
Since when was studying a date?
RAQUEL
Studying. With Marcus. In his room.
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Leah from South Dakota
@leahfromsd.bsky.social
almost 2 years ago
When people message you the day after the election to say I NEED this script to get made into a movie, I take it as a sign that we need these kind of stories now more than ever. #FirstPageFriday #ScriptSky
Black and white woman holding pregnant belly with red line, PRO LIFE by Leah Simmons
She snaps down the mirror and wipes the blood from her face,
inspects the bruises on her shoulder and arms...
Then spots the rear window gun rack behind her.
She crawls between the front seats, grab the middle gun.
The shot gun is unwieldy in the cramped cab, but Mariah
swings it into her lap in the front seat for a better look.
It's obvious that Mariah's never touched a gun in her life.
She fiddles with it a moment, cracks the chamber open.
Empty.
MARIAH
You've got to have ammo around here
somewhere, you fucking psycho...
She pops open the glove box, checks the backseat pockets,
lifts the center console--
Stuffed with red shotgun shells.
MARIAH (CONT'D)
Fuck yeah.
She pops two shells in the barrel and snaps it shut.
A thought.
She stuffs handfuls of shells in her pockets.
INT. GIRL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 81
Laura lays in bed sobbing, drenched in sweat.
She wears only her bra. From her pelvis down, plastic
sheeting and duct tape conceals all.
Angela holds a clump of cotton balls at the beside.
S h e d a b s t h e m w i t h i o d i n e a n d h u m s J E S U S L O V E S T H E L I T T L E
C H I L D R E N a s s h e r u b s t h e o r a n g e l i q u i d o v e r L a u r a ' s b e l l y .
It turns Laura's quivering skin from her belly button down
burnt orange.
Tucker leans in the doorway with crossed arms.
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