Oh, Literati! (Stephen Cobert has Nation, Rush Limbaugh has Dittoheads but A Word with You Press has Literati!) Who among us would not want to take direction from our favorite Kiwi, Theresa Ann? (ME, Me, Pick ME!) Today Theresa Ann launches her inter-active department Let’s Make a Scene. (copyrighted) What fun! Here is her stage …
(Stephen Cobert has Nation, Rush Limbaugh has Dittoheads but A Word with You Press has Literati!)
Who among us would not want to take direction from our favorite Kiwi, Theresa Ann? (ME, Me, Pick ME!)
Today Theresa Ann launches her inter-active department Let’s Make a Scene. (copyrighted) What fun! Here is her stage play that is in need of a middle and ending. We’re handing you the literary baton so you can tell us where the characters should go next. Send in your suggestions, as a separate word attachment with Let’s Make a Scene in the subject line to firstname.lastname@example.org by Friday evening. Theresa will publish her reader’s choice as a continuation of the story. Instead of reading the New York Times Sunday afternoon, take a look at what Theresa did with your suggestions, and help shape the next scene. She will raise the curtain on Let’s Make A Scene every Sunday.
By submitting yours suggestions you are giving A Word with You Press full rights to make millions off your ideas, your only reward knowing that you made Theresa smile.
Here are a few words from the director herself:
“Welcome to our interactive play. Readers can mix and match ingredients and decide which door our characters shall enter next. The plot can thicken or thin…..stir carefully.
Cast of Characters
INT. PENTHOUSE APT. 22ND FLOOR. VIEW OVER THE CITY LIGHTS.
ASHLEY IS WIPING OFF WINE GLASSES IN THE KITCHEN OF HER
BOYFRIEND TED’S APT. SHE SEES THE RHINESTONE STUDDED CAT
BOWL ON THE COUNTER AND SURREPTITIOUSLY MOVES IT TO THE
Don’t touch that bowl! It’s
Yeah, but her bowl is on the
counter top again.
Annie prefers to eat on the counter
I’m sure her steak tastes just as
good on the floor.
Laurel always said that cat’s want
to be just like us and we should
treat them as part of the family.
(rolls her eyes) Where’s My
rhinestone bowl Ted?
Don’t let that little green monster
come out. (he swishes a towel at
her) You couldn’t possibly be
jealous of a cat.
Ted, I didn’t want to say anything,
but it’s just grose that your cat
eats off the counter.
Annie’s paws are fully clean.
She’s a fastidious cat.
Yes, I’ve noticed her fastidiously
licking her behind.
Mr. Scratch on the other hand, is a
total brute. (a chubby tabby rubs
himself against his leg) You’re a
brute aren’t you boy? These two are
like a human couple. She’s neat
and he’s a slob. He kicks up
litter all around the kitty box.
They both walk across the cat
litter box after burying their
dumps. Then Annie walks across the
counter. Just sayin. It’s
disgusting. At least Mr. Scratchy
stays on the floor. Where cats
(she turns and beckons to the cat)
Come here Mr Scratchy. Come here
boy. (Ginger cat approaches and
Ashley picks him up)
Ted’s cell phone rings with a fairy tone. He picks up
(softly) Hi Hon. Yes, I got the
vitamins too. No. No, not right
now. Oh really? Yes. I’ll call
Umm. Well, yes. (defensively)
The cat mommy call. How sweet.
Listen, Laurel was really sweet to
watch the cats during our vacation.
It’s out of her way but she’s
willing to do it.
Of course. Why didn’t you just ask
your neighbors to come across the
Because no one loves the cats as
much as Laurel does.
Then why didn’t she take them when
you broke up? Since she loves them
Laurel said the cats would be more
content staying in their familiar
home. She didn’t want to uproot
them. They still miss her and
that’s why she visits.
Right. (petting Mr. Scratchy) Why
did Mr. Scratchy get such a lame
name? Mr. Scratchy. Who’s bright
idea was that? Laurels?
Mine. (slightly insulted) Like
Itchy and Scratchy. I thought it
A period of silence follows.
Then shouldn’t Annie had been
called Itchy? Or what about Homer?
He’s a homey cat.
Laurel liked Annie and Mr.
Oh. There was a cheerleader at my
high school named Annie. A real
Well, my Annie is a little love.
Aren’t you girl? She loves
I think Annie made an exception for
She’ll warm up to you. You just
need to try harder. Don’t worry.
(approaching Ashley he caresses her
face) Care to join me in the
shower? This cat is feeling
(Smiles….considers then) No babe,
I’ll just try and bond with Annie.
If she will ever come out of
As she hears Ted enter the shower she searches around for
Annie? Come on girl. Come here.
Annie. (She spots her sitting on
the bed in the spare room)
There you are!
Ashley lunges to grab Annie who scampers to hide under the
Come here you little shit!
She reaches under the bed and grabs Annie by the paw. She
grabs the cat and runs out the hall to the elevator. Quickly
descending to the bottom floor, Ashley releases Annie into
the street. The startled cat scampers away into the crowd
and is quickly lost. Ashley rushes back up the elevator and
back into the apartment as Ted is drying off from the shower.
She opens the window to the spare room and pushes the screen
out slightly. Ashley takes off her t-shirt and greets Ted in the
Maybe I will take that shower…
Next morning Ted gets up to feed the cats.
Annie? Here Annie? (he becomes
more frantic as he searches
everywhere for Annie)
Babe, I can’t find Annie!
Ashley rolls over, yawns and stretches in bed.
Oh, she’s probably hiding somewhere
Oh yeah. Mr Scratch. Come on
Scratch. Annie? Annie! (Ted pops
his head in the doorway.
Get up! We’ve got to find Annie.
I’m sure she’ll show up. Where’s
In the other room Ted discovers the open window with the
They’re both gone!
What?! Even Scratch? (she sits up
F***! The screen is pushed out.
They must have gotten out! Look at
Scratch is gone? He’s got to be
somewhere. (she starts searching
under the beds for him)
Ted rushes out the door and down the elevator. Ashley runs
to the balcony to watch him from above. She hears Ted scream
in the street. She sees Ted rushing towards a body of a
ginger cat on the sidewalk.
Oh my god! Is he ok? (she rushes
out the door to meet them
Ted emerges from the elevator with a wounded and broken Mr.
He may have broken his leg but he’s
still alive. I’m going to the
I’ll grab my sweater.
(Scowls at Ashley) No. I’m going alone.
(He dials Laurel on his cell and softly speaks into it)
Yeah. I think he’s going going to be ok. Annie is still missing.
Meet you at the vets. What? (his voice trails
off as he rushes out the door and down the hall)
Dejected, Ashley closes the door to the apartment and stares out the window. She walks aimlessly around the condo and passes by TED’s lap top. She notices that TED left his lap top running with his email account open…..