Hello, readers! Today, I’m excited to share a peek into my latest creative endeavor—scriptwriting. As a storyteller, exploring different mediums has always been a part of my journey, and diving into the world of screenwriting has opened up a new way of telling stories that’s both challenging and deeply rewarding. My new script, Soldier Got His Knife, is an intense, atmospheric narrative that blends elements of psychological drama with the tension of a thriller.
The story follows Bruce Bennett, a weary detective haunted by past trauma, as he navigates a grim mystery that pulls him back to the shadows of his own history. The scenes are layered with tension—like a coiled spring, ready to snap—and every line of dialogue is meant to cut as sharply as the protagonist’s own memories. It’s a story about the weight of the past, the ghosts that linger in the corners of our minds, and the choices that define us in moments of crisis.
Scriptwriting, I’ve learned, is about more than just dialogue; it’s about building a world through visuals, creating atmosphere through the smallest sounds—a whistle that turns into a bomb, a flickering light in a dingy office. With each scene, I aim to bring the viewer closer to the edge, to make them feel the pressure building within Bruce’s mind and the darkness closing in.
Here’s a sneak peek at Soldier Got His Knife:
BLACK SCREEN
Absolutely black screen. Barely heard, the voices of screaming people—something terrible is happening. Gradually, a constant, unpleasant sound grows louder and louder, like a whistle. The sound becomes deafening, the whistle turning into the shriek of a falling bomb. As the noise becomes unbearable, Bruce jolts awake, drenched in sweat. It was his nightmare.
INT. POLICE OFFICE – EVENING
Detective Bruce Bennett, 45, wakes up in his small, rundown office at the station. The room is cluttered with papers, a dim yellow light casting shadows across the walls. Bruce pulls a flask from his pocket, takes a swig, and lights a cigarette. The door swings open—it’s Stephen, his boss.
STEPHEN
Hey buddy, Jesus! It stinks in here!
BRUCE
Good evening, captain.
Stephen hands Bruce a new case file with a smirk.
STEPHEN
Murder on Northwest Street. Some drug addict got killed… but get this—the killer was one-armed.
BRUCE
(astonished)
The killer was one-armed?! How?!
Intrigued? This is just the beginning of Bruce’s descent into a past he thought he’d left behind. Writing Soldier Got His Knife has been a journey of discovery, of learning how to strip a story down to its rawest elements while still keeping its emotional core. It’s a different pace than writing a novel, but one that has taught me the power of silence, of pauses, and of the images that can say more than words ever could.
I hope this script will find its way from the page to the screen, where its shadows and whispers can come to life. Until then, I’m excited to share the process and the passion behind it with you, and I hope you’ll enjoy this new chapter of my creative journey.
Thank you for being a part of this adventure, and stay tuned for more behind-the-scenes glimpses into the world of scriptwriting!
With creative fire,