Jeschonek Seven Comic Book Scripts Volume Three

1. Auflage 2018
ISBN: 978-1-301-93841-4
Verlag: Pie Press
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)

E-Book, Englisch, 193 Seiten

Comic book and superhero fans, rejoice! This volume includes seven scripts-a mix of super-mobsters, science fiction, urban fantasy, horror, and humor-from a writer whose work has been published by DC Comics, among others. Robert T. Jeschonek has written plenty of scripts in his career, and these seven will shine a light on his writing process, his wild imagination...and some thrilling and thought-provoking adventures. The latest in a series collecting some of his best work, this action-packed book includes seven scripts:
'Hell's Treasure': A teenage girl has the power to talk to buildings...and the buildings talk back. Driven by guilt over her role in a fatal accident, she prepares to take a deadly leap, until a boy with mysterious powers of his own gets in the way.
'Pieces': Body Sisk is literally full of holes. Rogue pieces of his body have escaped and taken on deadly humanoid form. His only chance at a new beginning is to hunt them down and force them back into place...if he can.
'Made Guys': When mobsters get super powers, can anyone stop them? No one expects a group of black sheep outcasts to take a stand against the Temporale crime family...but they do. Can the black sheep seize their own piece of the action from the power-crazed bosses of the Mega Nostra?
'Mr. Straight-Lace Takes A Trip': The weirdest man you'll ever meet embarks on a search for love...and ends up falling for the girl terrorist who hijacks his plane.
'Made in J-Town': The odd little moments that make life profound tell the story of hearts and minds just trying to get by in Johnstown, Pennsylvania.
'Solitary': Super-mobster The Steel Sicilian can't escape from the prison town of Sargasso, where no one will talk to him...except one of his jailers, who needs a solution to a very deadly problem.
'Dirty': In a world where 'evil' is 'good' and vice versa, the ultimate dirty cop leads a war against the scum of the Earth who perform acts of kindness. But when the cop is framed for good behavior, he finds himself on the run from the same corrupt establishment he dedicated his life to.
Don't miss this collection of seven comic book scripts for one low price. It's the latest book from Booklist critically acclaimed storyteller Robert T. Jeschonek (MY FAVORITE BAND DOES NOT EXIST), a master of unique and unexpected fiction that really packs a punch.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Jeschonek, Robert

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HELL’S TREASURE (EXCERPT)
Let's start off with an excerpt from a project that is close to finding new life. Hell's Treasure is a graphic novel that I wrote a number of years ago for a New York-based book publisher. One editor, in particular, was extremely interested in the project and wanted badly to bring it to fruition, but the publishing industry tightened up, and Hell's Treasure fell through the cracks. It was gone...but never forgotten! I loved this script so much that I could never let it go. Finally, after years of false starts, I am launching a Kickstarter campaign to fund publication of this graphic novel and its sequel, Hell's Power. The sample artwork from Mighty Megan Levens is magnificent, and I'm hoping the campaign will be a success. One way or another, though, I am committed to making Hell's Treasure a reality. So enjoy the following excerpt from the start of the graphic novel and keep an eye open for the latest news on the Kickstarter campaign and eventual production and publication of the book. I think you'll love it as much as I do, if not more. Hell's Treasure Page 1 (1 panel splash; must be a right-facing page) Page 1 panel 1 Wide shot, full-page splash panel. Exterior, a rooftop in the rain at night. Shaw Serling, a 15-year-old girl with long red hair, stands on a ledge on the roof of a tall building in the pouring rain, ready to leap off. We see her from behind, with the lights of New York City spread out before her. The night sky is packed with clouds. Shaw's fiery red hair blows in the wind. She wears black, formal clothes--a long, black coat over a knee-length black dress and black hose. Her clothes are soaked from the rain. She has just come from a funeral. Shaw (caption): The building tells me not to jump. Shaw (caption): I tell it to mind its own business. Page 2 (3 panels) Page 2 panel 1 Half-page panel to introduce Shaw properly. Reverse angle from page 1 panel 1, medium shot on Shaw, showing her from a POV suspended in front of her, looking from the direction of the cityscape toward the roof of the building where she stands. She is a pale, slender girl, sixteen years old, with freckles scattered over her nose and cheeks. "Distraught" is too mild a word to describe her expression. She's in a state of pure anguish, ready to end it all in a heartbeat. Mascara runs down her face, washed away by rain and tears. Her hair blows across her face, which is lit from below by the city lights. Shaw (caption): Maybe I should use pills or carbon monoxide instead. Shaw (caption): At least they wouldn't talk back to me. Page 2 panel 2 First of two panels in the bottom tier, narrower than page 2 panel 3. Closeup on Shaw's face. Her eyes glisten with tears. She stares off into space, remembering. Shaw (caption): But I didn't want to take a chance this wouldn't work. Shaw (caption): Not to mention, this is where it happened. Page 2 panel 3 FLASHBACK. Wider panel in the bottom tier. Interior, a well-lit apartment. Another closeup of Shaw's face, but with an angry, not anguished, expression. We see her in daylight, dressed in brighter colors--shouting at someone off-panel. Shaw (caption): This is where I ruined everything. Shaw: This sucks! I hate you! Page 3 (5 panels) Page 3 panel 1 Flashback continues. Big panel, almost half the page. Wide shot, interior living room of a well-appointed apartment...Shaw's home. In the middle of the panel, she faces off with a middle-aged man, her father, Jack. He's slim and balding, with brown hair around the sides and back of his head. He wears wire-rimmed glasses, a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and khaki trousers. At far left, Shaw's sister, Emily, stands behind Shaw and watches, frowning, with arms stiff at her sides. Emily's 13, two years younger than Shaw and somewhat awkward and gangly. She has bright red hair and freckles, but her hair is shorter, collar-length. She wears a goofy t-shirt and faded bluejeans. She holds a cell phone and has iPod-style ear buds in her ears with dangling cords leading to the phone. At far right, Shaw's mother, Maeve, stands behind Jack with arms folded over her chest. Maeve is a beautiful woman in her late 30s with striking red hair. (The girls take after her, obviously.) She wears flowing, pretty clothes--a belted dress with a gypsy, bohemian look. She's a little bit Stevie Nicks, willowy, ethereal...but with red hair and fashion-framed glasses. Shaw (caption): Three floors down. One week ago. Shaw (caption): Might as well be a billion years ago. Jack: You painted graffiti on the side of the school! I'd say you're getting off easy. Shaw: This isn't fair! Page 3 panel 2 Flashback continues. Different angle, medium shot. Zoom in on Shaw and Jack arguing in the middle of the living room. Angle on Shaw. Shaw: The school building told me to paint it! Jack: "Principal Dixon Blows?" I doubt it! Jack: And the rest of it? You couldn't get any raunchier! Page 3 panel 3 Flashback continues. Closeup on Shaw as she shrugs. Shaw: I just wrote what the building told me to. Shaw: What can I say? That place hears a lot of trash talk. Page 3 panel 4 Flashback continues. Medium shot, angle on Jack and Maeve as Maeve speaks up. Maeve: Look, Shaw. We both know they're going easy on you. Maeve: They could have expelled you. Page 3 panel 5 Flashback continues. Medium shot. Angle on Shaw, still spouting off, as Emily glares at her in the background. Shaw: This is just as bad! No activities for the rest of the year! Shaw: No swim team! No field trips! No prom! Page 4 (6 panels) Page 4 panel 1 First of 3 panels in the top tier of the page. Flashback continues. Closeup, angle on Maeve and Jack. Maeve: The most important lessons hurt the most, Shaw. Jack: Anyway, it's out of our hands. The school's decision is final. Page 4 panel 2 Flashback continues. Closeup on Shaw as she snaps out the words. She's boiling with rage. Shaw: You didn't even try. Shaw: You didn't even try to change their minds! Page 4 panel 3 Flashback continues. Medium shot. Jack, frowning, reaches toward her. Jack: It's for your own good, Shaw. The things you've been doing...we're worried about you. Jack: The break-ins, the vandalism, now the graffiti... Page 4 panel 4 Flashback continues. First of 3 panels in the bottom tier of the page. Extreme closeup on Shaw as she desperately tries to get through to her parents. This panel is larger than page 4 panel 5 but smaller than page 4 panel 6, also in the bottom tier. Shaw: I told you, it's the buildings. They talk to me! They tell me to do things! Page 4 panel 5 Flashback continues. Second of 3 panels in the bottom tier of the page, smaller than the panels to the right and left of it. Closeup on Maeve with eyes glistening. She's trying to stay tough, but strong emotion is running away with her. Clearly, she loves her daughter. Maeve: Oh, Shaw. We feel like you're slipping away from us. Maeve: You're 15 years old, and we feel like we're losing you. Page 4 panel 6 Flashback continues. A larger panel in the bottom tier. Closeup on Emily as she finally shouts over the rest of the family. Her mouth is wide open, her eyes shut, her fists clenched at shoulder height with the strain of it. Emily: Shut up! Emily: Everybody just shut up! Page 5 (4 panels) Page 5 panel 1 Flashback continues. Wide shot. Big panel in the top tier. Shaw, Jack, and Maeve all stare in surprise at Emily, who suddenly has the spotlight. Emily: Why do you have to ruin everything, Shaw? Emily: Why do you have to ruin my life? Page 5 panel 2 Flashback continues. Medium shot of Emily getting in Shaw's face and giving her a little hell. Emily: Do you have any idea what it's like being your sister? Emily: Everyone expects me to be crazy like you. Emily: They treat me like dirt. And I'm...