Chapter 002: Inspiration out ofquarrel

Erik placed a clunky typewriter lightly on the desk, wiped sweat from his forehead, he missed his past very thin and light notebook PC. This is the state he found himself the next day in his memory palace, after a day of thinking, Eric about his future had a preliminary plan.

So he deliberately to took a day off, strolled most of the day time, bought a secondhand typewriter. Which is an essential thingfor the realization of his plan .

After processing Ralphs funeral, in Eric hands left a few hundred dollars in cash . Having a good welfare system in Western countries, it has always been no savings custom here. Fortunately the house where he lived, the loan has been repaid, or else, because of inability to pay the mortgage, the house was recovered, he may sleep on the streets. In this way, to buy a typewriter Eric from Jeff took a month salary in advance.

To realize own dreams, he must first break into Hollywood circles. Temporarilyforget about directly directing, the actor is not a path for him. After much deliberation, the most suitable for his is screenwriter. Although people always say this era Hollywood screenwriter low status, it is not true, because the top of the gold medal screenwriters switchto a director and producer, which with the Hong Kong film is no different.

Loading intothetypewriteramanuscript paper,Erikliftsthehandto knockthenextlineoflettersonthekeyboard:Jurassic Park . Yes, it is the 1990s the most profitable film series.

Eric still remember past lives, from hawkers buying pirated discs of Jurassic Park , where a group of friends together watch the film, when the lifelike dinosaurs appear on the TV screen, the kind of feeling, only one word to describe: I and my little friends are shocked.

In Memory novel Jurassic Park was published in 1990, only 100000 words, so now Michael Clayton certainly have not started to write.Erikappropriates to oneselfitsatisfiedly,thedaywithdoes not take,insteadbyitsfault( i dont know how to translate it). As Michael Clayton saying that a life experience called fantasy figures, there is no Jurassic Park there maybe something other.

Eric mouth slightly tilt, while the recollection of events while pounding the keyboard. He is writing is not a Jurassic Park script, but fiction. Past him after watching the film, because of curiosity, and got the novel Jurassic Park and carefully read. Now, with a memory that gets fairly good grades in school, the past life of the Chinese version translated into English fiction is more than enough.

There is no direct reason to write the script, screenplay written directly on the one hand is dropped into the film company, most likely to be treated as garbage thrown into the waste paper basket. Screenplay Hollywood studios receive each day, basically is calculated on the pounds. On the other hand, Eric wanted the film rights to the series firmly in control in their own hands, because even now as a screenplay, if a fancy film company had liked it, and made into a film, the last to get the most profit only those film companies. But Eric,besidestens of thousandsdollarspayment for published piece,mostlyreceivesextradrawing bonusagain.Thematterofthisdoing business at a loss,Erikwill definitely not do.

Butpublishesthenovel,Erikcanfirmlycontrolthefilm and televisioncopyrightinhishand,waits fortheappropriateopportunityto wait for a better price,maximum benefitthatcanobtain.

Immersed in work, time flies, until the sky is completely dark, Eric already look down the letters on the keyboard, only to find unconsciously, he has written four or five hours in a row, stomach began growling again.

Stands up,Eriklookson thedeskthickonepackofdrafts,stretched oneself,according tothisspeed,probablyoneweekoftimecancompletethemanuscript,after all,thepresent stagehemustcontinueinJeffsdining roomwork,otherwisemusthave an empty stomach.

Went into the kitchen, Eric made himself a simple dinner of rice and a tomato scrambled eggs, typical Chinese dishes, as the fridge remaining cheese bread like peanut butter, Eric often these days eats snack, although he inherited the original memory of the guy, but w Asians eating habits areingrained.

Eat a simple dinner, Eric came on the second floor balcony, leaning against the railing looking at the night around them. The apartment where he lives is a little less than 200 square meters of yard, two-story house, the yard planted with some sort of random flowers, no hostess, cheap Ralph father is a sloppy person, so father and sons life has been very rough. Memory about seven or eight times or so, and his son two people from England moved to Los Angeles. Eric does not remember why, and Ralph, then too young, and now according to the memory of those clues, Eric had not been able to figure things out, so he did not bother to think about that.

After moving to Los Angeles, Ralph dragged littleEric to stroll in Los Angeles. In just two days, with the introduction of real estate broker, bought the small courtyard, everything seems to be a mess. Eric smiled, the concept of home care is haunted by the bones of Asians.

Stay on the balcony for a while, is planning to return and continue to write Jurassic Park, suddenly heard loud sound that seems to be what glassware fell to the ground sound, Eric set his sights on the west side neighborhood, it is Runkle couples home, with a 41-year-old couple, the couple had three children, the eldest son has been on the university, a daughter at a boarding secondary school, the youngest son was seven years old.

The two couples may be experiencing a midlife crisis, this time often quarreled. Although Erik has a good relationship with Runkle family , but Eric did not intend to go up and tried to mediate, this couple have restraint, did not fight violently. If he hastily ran to the other side and tried to mediate only make situation awkward.

After a hurried but bickering and fuzzy sound of breaking a few appliances, homeofRunkle door bang opened. Charles Nathan Runkle man of the house wearing a shirt and messy hair out of the door, turned the door-step sprint in the women shouted: Enough, Ive had enough, damn, you are bitch. if not moved to Los Angeles in order to marry you, I might have been a GM executive, look at you now , my God!

Youdie,alwaysspokeisin a soft voiceMadameRunkle,at this timethesoundappearedis veryresoundingandincisive:In the pastthreemen pursued me,one atpresentisCaliforniacongressman,onesoldthepetroleuminMiddle East,thepetroleumdidyouknow?Aprofitofshipcan be as good asyou100yearsofwage!Whatregretsistheold lady.Now,goestoyourGeneral Motorsto rest,deargeneral electric companymanagement!

Mrs. Runkle finished, will throw a black jacket out, slamming the door.

Charlie picked up the coat patted Nathan Runkle, stood up and looked up just to see Eric standing on the balcony.

Sorry to disturb you, Eric. Charlie smile to Eric .

Its okay, Charlie . Come sit in my home ? Eric said

Charlie Sen shook his head and said: .. No, thank you, Im going to the bar around After a while come back after Mary calmed down.

CharliesaidthatnoddedtoErik,startsownautomobileto drivetothedistant place.

Erikreturnsto theroom,remembersRunklecouplequarrelthescene,inthemindathoughtflashes throughpersonallysuddenly,sitsatthedesk,loads intothetypewriteramanuscript paper,justthatthoughtgraduallybecameclear.

Over the two daysErikhad been ponderinghisfirstscriptshouldwriteanything,nowhehadtheanswer.Thatscriptcustomizesforhimsimply,um,becausethetimediffersthequitefarreason,themassivedetailsneedto revise,buttheseare nottheissues,theselling pointofscriptnotinthesedetails.