Roger Federa, interdimensional Sports Champion.
A chronology of my attempts at creative writings, and my attempts to present those to the world at large (ie selling them)
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Thursday, March 29, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirror Leaves Act 3
Act III
Scene: Cat on counter, knocking treats on floor, dog eating them up. For 10 minutes.
Roll credits.
During the credits, human comes home and finds the kitty litter box empty screams.
More credits.
Human finds the treats empty and screams.
More credits.
Human stands in front of two way mirror with DIM saying “You looking for a good game of poker?” - Feints (queue to black)
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirror Leaves Act 2 Page 2
Third Poker Dog: How did he whip out that badge?
Dog: Huh?
Third Poker Dog: Dogs don’t have thumbs
Deg: I do too.
Third Poker Dog: Oh? Show us.
Deg: Right here. (raises paw)
Third Poker Dog: I knew it! No thumbs!
Dog: But...we’ve all been holding cards.
Third Poker Dog: Damn it, you’re right.
First Poker Dog: What does this have to do with the meaning of life?
Cat: The meaning of life is to serve me.
First Poker Dog: Where the hell did you come from? Get him boys!
Second Poker Dog: Wait, I don’t have thumbs either! Someone stole my thumbs!
Scene: Cat goes up to Dog.
Cat: This is a silly place. Let’s go home. The emergency backup human has left the closet open and you can eat my poop.
Dog: REALLY?
Cat: Yes, really.
Dog: Hooray!
Saturday, March 24, 2018
Thursday, March 22, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirror Leaves Act 2 Page 1
Act II
Scene (Interior): Time has passed, there is a lot of money on the table.
First Poker Dog: So, what do you think about the existential nature of the universe?
Dog: I … um … er … (suddenly, anxiously starts licking his behind)
Dog: I … um … er … (suddenly, anxiously starts licking his behind)
First Poker Dog: That’s not a bad idea.
Second Poker Dog: Is it licking my behind or your behind?
Third Poker Dog: Or licking my balls?
First Poker Dog: Not all of us have balls, how can that be the meaning of life?
Second Poker Dog: (beat) Not any more.
Dog: Drinking out of the toilet?
Deg: So do you guys actually play poker? I haven’t seen any real poker playing, just dogs posing and pretending to be playing poker. What’s actually going on here?
(Dog whips out a police dog badge)
Deg: So do you guys actually play poker? I haven’t seen any real poker playing, just dogs posing and pretending to be playing poker. What’s actually going on here?
(Dog whips out a police dog badge)
First Poker Dog: Now you interrupted my speech about the difference between Aristotelian thought and the correlation to later ecclesiastical reforms with St Thomas Aquinas.
Second Poker Dog: Not the angels dancing on the head of a pin, again.
Tuesday, March 20, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirror Leaves Act 1 Page 4
Second Poker Dog: Hey!
Third Poker Dog: Hey hey hey
Fourth Poker Dog: Hey hey
Scene (Wide shot): All the dogs start barking.
Dog: (Makes an effort to sniff First Poker Dog’s butt….)
Scene (Interior) There is much butt sniffing.
First Poker Dog: Alright! Let’s play some poker!
Saturday, March 17, 2018
Thursday, March 15, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirrors Leaves Act 1 - Page 3
DOG: Just kidding. (happy dog face) I don’t eat cards unless they’ve been handled by someone who’s been eating something really good (wink). Thanks for letting me borrow your tux. My human looks mighty snappy in his. haha!
DOG IN MIRROR: Whew. So many of us eat ANYTHING it's just hard to get a good game going. Step on in and I will show you where to play.
SCENE (Interior) Dog walks through the mirror.
SCENE (Interior) Dog and Dog in Mirror walk into a walk in closet.
SCENE (Close Up) Dog in Mirror nods.
Scene (Interior) Dog is wearing a Tuxedo and wags his tail.
SCENE (interior) A hidden casino. Dogs in Tuxedos and evening gowns at various tables playing card, roulette, slot machines. Dogs dressed as wait-persons are carrying trays of toilet water in martini glasses, close-up of staff scooping poop out of cat litter boxes, carefully putting toothpicks in each poop and arranging them “appealingly” on a silver platter, etc. D.i.M. takes a drink and a “treat.” An Iguana wearing a sun visor is running an old fashioned 8 button calculator in the back with a ticker.
D.i.M.: Mmmmmm!” Pre-processed protein. Chicken? I think?
SCENE (interior) A hidden casino. Dogs in Tuxedos and evening gowns at various tables playing card, roulette, slot machines. Dogs dressed as wait-persons are carrying trays of toilet water in martini glasses, close-up of staff scooping poop out of cat litter boxes, carefully putting toothpicks in each poop and arranging them “appealingly” on a silver platter, etc. D.i.M. takes a drink and a “treat.” An Iguana wearing a sun visor is running an old fashioned 8 button calculator in the back with a ticker.
D.i.M.: Mmmmmm!” Pre-processed protein. Chicken? I think?
DOG: Yes. Can’t you smell it?
D.i.M: I don’t have as good a sense of smell as you.
DOG: Oh.
Scene (Close Up of Dog) Dog looks sad.
Dog (VO) Wow. That must really suck for him. Poor guy. I wonder if tried to smell a meteorite and it smashed him in the nose and it did things to him.
Scene (Interior) D.i.M motions over to his shoulder to Dog
D.i.M: What’s up? Everyone is waiting.
Scene (Interior) Wide shot of a poker table. It matches a “classic” painting loosely with 4-5 dogs.
Poker Dog: Hey Dog, how you?
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirrors Leaves Act 1 Page 2
SCENE: Another leaf blows into the window. The cat sees it reflected in the mirror, leaps over the dog to attack the mirror and falls through the mirror.
DOG: HEY! HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY!!!
DOG IN MIRROR: Hey yourself handsome. What's up?
DOG: WHOA!
(looking at D.I.M.)
I really am ruggedly handsome, aren’t I?
DOG: WHOA!
(looking at D.I.M.)
I really am ruggedly handsome, aren’t I?
DOG IN MIRROR: DAMN Straight you are! Wanna go out on the town?
DOG: Um...sure?
DOG IN MIRROR: I know the PERFECT poker place.
DOG: Really?
DOG IN MIRROR: Would I lie to you?”
DOG: Um….
DOG IN MIRROR: Do you own a Tuxedo?
DOG: What’s a Tuxedo?
DOG IN MIRROR: I’ll take that as a no. You can borrow mine.
DOG: What if I don’t know how to play poker?
DOG: What if I don’t know how to play poker?
DOG IN MIRROR: Good question. You bluff. Pretend like you have the best hand in the world. Look at what all the other dogs are doing and …..wait. You Don't eat cards do you?
DOG: What is a card?
DOG IN MIRROR: Paper.
DOG: I LOVE PAPER!
DOG IN MIRROR: oh.
Saturday, March 10, 2018
Thursday, March 8, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirrors Leaves - Act 1 Page 1
Act I
OPENING SCENE: A scruffy-looking dog, snoring in a pet bed at the foot of a floor mirror.
Narrator (VO): What is the nature of Dog?
The Dog Awakens.
SCENE (INT): A leaf blows into the window.
SCENE (CLOSE UP): The Dog eyes the leaf.
SCENE: Cat tears past the dog’s face and rushes to the window, “attacking” the leaf.
DOG: You never get tired of that, do you?
Cat: Nope.
SCENE: Cat starts grooming self.
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
[Script] Dog Mirrors Leaves Start
Dog Mirror Leaves
A Hobo Tale
A screenplay by
Tom Drake
And
Josie Burgin Lawson
Cast:
Dog: Scruffy Looking
Cat: A cat
Dog in mirror: A laid back version of Dog
Narrator: A Narrator
Saturday, March 3, 2018
Molly and Mr Missile - Part 1
A sapient missile is granted a new human body, a new friend and a new purpose and life.
Thursday, March 1, 2018
It All Started with a Halbard - Support the Noble Armada Kickstarter
TC here. This is about my Gamer life, rather than my writing which doesn't require banishing part of my soul and replacing it with some other guy instead of me to keep writing ;)
This is about my experience with Holistic Design. When I first got to Atlanta, I didn't have a lot of friends. I wanted to find a gaming group and looked on a local site and found out about an Empire of the Petal Throne's game since I liked the email game I'd originally played several years before. Turned out the system was so complex I didn't really understand it but I made a fighter called Huff who maxed his skill out with a Habbard and hit things when the party told him too. The rest was more of a reading experience but an awesome one.
Only it turned out I didn't get an EPT game, I got a Fading Suns game, by the games who invented the thing, but I didn't know any of that when I went to the game. Two sessions of roleplaying as the weird noble / engineer Helix Justinian and I was invited to game night. For the next ten years, I made friends with the lot of them, and friends of those friends became my friends until about 60 percent of my entire social circle in Atlanta became people from that single positive experience.
It was, literally the adventure of a life time and despite losing so much of my life and time to the LDS church, I still look back in fondness to those years because of the many fantastic experiences I've had as a result including a secondary introduction to the amazing Mythic Journey's/Mythic Imagination institute. There were good times and bad times at Holistic, but one of the 'it almost could have beens' was Noble Armada, a game that was a sequel to their best selling Empire of the Fading Suns, that they owned, that they controlled and now ironically if they were making it today could do it on steam.
It's funny you should say that because...well, they are. I pledged $50 for it, not just because it looks like a cool game and they are my friends but because this is full circle on a Quixotian level quest to try by hook or by crook or any means necessary to make the thing happen, and this is the closest they've ever come to doing just that. I highly recommend checking it out.
At one of the darker times, I wanted to help by any means necessary which ultimately led to me working with them to write four RLR books, including one of which I did the majority by myself D20 FBI. It was long before I'd done my self published novels, and quite frankly I really loved how they came together. It also later led me to do my own Fate of Inglemia supplment. In my thinking, because of how much time was stolen from me, I try to live not one life but seven, and thanks to the RLR books and the Fate of Inglemia, I feel one of them is completed. My "Gamer' life as it were. I'm 'retired' not that I don't game but I have done what I consider potentially worthy of at least "A life" of accomplishment, it's my own arbitrary standard, with writing the seven novels being the second one. Working on #7 now.
As you can guess, with a name like Tossing Grenades at Windmills, I'm all about lost causes, but this is a cause that is no longer lost! The amount they are asking for is very small for a very worthy product and they're already half way there!
This is about my experience with Holistic Design. When I first got to Atlanta, I didn't have a lot of friends. I wanted to find a gaming group and looked on a local site and found out about an Empire of the Petal Throne's game since I liked the email game I'd originally played several years before. Turned out the system was so complex I didn't really understand it but I made a fighter called Huff who maxed his skill out with a Habbard and hit things when the party told him too. The rest was more of a reading experience but an awesome one.
Only it turned out I didn't get an EPT game, I got a Fading Suns game, by the games who invented the thing, but I didn't know any of that when I went to the game. Two sessions of roleplaying as the weird noble / engineer Helix Justinian and I was invited to game night. For the next ten years, I made friends with the lot of them, and friends of those friends became my friends until about 60 percent of my entire social circle in Atlanta became people from that single positive experience.
It was, literally the adventure of a life time and despite losing so much of my life and time to the LDS church, I still look back in fondness to those years because of the many fantastic experiences I've had as a result including a secondary introduction to the amazing Mythic Journey's/Mythic Imagination institute. There were good times and bad times at Holistic, but one of the 'it almost could have beens' was Noble Armada, a game that was a sequel to their best selling Empire of the Fading Suns, that they owned, that they controlled and now ironically if they were making it today could do it on steam.
It's funny you should say that because...well, they are. I pledged $50 for it, not just because it looks like a cool game and they are my friends but because this is full circle on a Quixotian level quest to try by hook or by crook or any means necessary to make the thing happen, and this is the closest they've ever come to doing just that. I highly recommend checking it out.
At one of the darker times, I wanted to help by any means necessary which ultimately led to me working with them to write four RLR books, including one of which I did the majority by myself D20 FBI. It was long before I'd done my self published novels, and quite frankly I really loved how they came together. It also later led me to do my own Fate of Inglemia supplment. In my thinking, because of how much time was stolen from me, I try to live not one life but seven, and thanks to the RLR books and the Fate of Inglemia, I feel one of them is completed. My "Gamer' life as it were. I'm 'retired' not that I don't game but I have done what I consider potentially worthy of at least "A life" of accomplishment, it's my own arbitrary standard, with writing the seven novels being the second one. Working on #7 now.
As you can guess, with a name like Tossing Grenades at Windmills, I'm all about lost causes, but this is a cause that is no longer lost! The amount they are asking for is very small for a very worthy product and they're already half way there!