Suddenly, she heard a loud bang, a thump and a scream that caused her to jump from the bed. The hair on the back of her neck stood straight up and her body became one big goosebump.
Too many film schools, as well as any number of screenwriting gurus and an obscene number of how-to-write tomes, have made a business of catering to fledgling screenwriters and filmmakers by exploiting their belief that the only thing standing between them and an Oscar is the right kind of knowledge. If only one knew enough, one could easily become rich and famous. Unfortunately, almost all are susceptible to that eternal malady _ __hat last great infirmity of the soul_ _ which is FAME. And whilst I don__ deny the value of technical knowledge, such knowledge matters very little if the story one is trying to tell doesn__ matter, either because it__ incoherent or simply because it fails to make us care.
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Too many film schools, as well as any number of screenwriting gurus and an obscene number of how-to-write tomes, have made a business of catering to fledgling screenwriters and filmmakers by exploiting their belief that the only thing standing between them and an Oscar is the right kind of knowledge. If only one knew enough, one could easily become rich and famous. Unfortunately, almost all are susceptible to that eternal malady _ __hat last great infirmity of the soul_ _ which is FAME. And whilst I don__ deny the value of technical knowledge, such knowledge matters very little if the story one is trying to tell doesn__ matter, either because it__ incoherent or simply because it fails to make us care.
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