Real Magic

Real magic is not complicated, but it is mysterious. It flows through our veins like sap in a tree: sweet and sticky below the surface, locked inside of us like a golden secret.

Sometimes, we have just enough magic for a normal life.

Sometimes, we have so much magic that it bursts out of us and changes the world.

When your magic touches the world, what kind of magician are you?

INT. CYCLOPS CASTLE – GRAND HALL – NIGHT

The doors swing open.  Flames leap from bronze braziers set in wide marble pedestals.  Long tapestries depicting great battles adorn the walls.  The Cyclops sits in a gargantuan chair with a feast laid out on the table before him.

Wolfmen, lizardmen, gnomes, faeries, and other magical humanoids sit around long tables enjoying the feast.

Excerpt from the first draft of Bunny.

Bunny Feature Update

Dear friends and neighbors, as of 11:30 am today, the first draft of my feature-length screenplay Bunny is complete.  Next up: print it out, get to work with the old red pen, and spend the next few days working it from a rough first draft to a presentable first draft.ImageYou can find out more about the project here, or check out the offshoot that may still yet come to pass here.

Stephen Ambrose Morse

Drill a hole in my head, let all the voices out.
I’ll share salvation with the world; I’m blind in the holy light.
Cut the skin from my flesh, let the poison out.
I’ve stained your soul with my sin.
Forgive me.

All the walls come down.
All the words are spilling from my mind.
I can’t stop it now.
The emptiness consumes me…

Drill a hole in my head, let all the voices out.
Drill a hole in my head, let all the voices out.
Drill a hole in my head, let all the voices out.
Drill a hole in my head, let all the voices…