Its time for another short film showcase, this time honoring a few films I found on a "cute animals" binge gone terribly awry.
I seem to be the only one who's noticed how many romantic cliches in writing can shape up into seriously great villain origin stories. Hear me out.
If your heart is broken, find another.
Shiori fell to the bottom of the world. It was black. It was cold, and wet like oil was wet. It was full of moving faces. They ate Shiori’s fingers, robes, eyes.
Writing is a business fraught with the potential danger of the FBI busting down your door. You'd be amazed how much obscure garbage the creative process can't do without. Here are some of the (un)usual suspects, straight out of my search history: