15 May 2012
Negotiating screenplay, a hazardous task, Director wants to cover my work with a mask. Decorate with bows, ribbons and sashes, Make it more palatable for the masses.
My book already made it to the top of the charts, Readers and fans took it close to their hearts. Making it mainstream is nought but a sin, Wish I could remedy this quandary I'm in.
Publisher gets a cut for selling the rights, The things I made are no longer my fight. I feel like a whore and I'm selling out, Director is king, he has his clout.
Actors too, they are just as bad, Male lead: "Where's my motivation for this lad?" Your input, please stick it where the sun doesn't shine. Who gave you the right to change what is mine!
Caveat scriptor, in case you reach lofty heights, Your literary success will come at a steep price. The words you once loved and helped pass the time, Become a long hard march of nickels and dimes.
Screenplay • Opuss № I