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Having started writing in 2012 and with over 20 script options in 5 countries, I now collaborate with filmmakers all over the world. Three things motivate me; ambitious teamwork, strong friendships, and a drive for equality. If you share these values, I'd love to join forces, whatever the scale.
My writing, which has been spotlit by Amazon Studios, The Blacklist, and Simply Scripts, has a down and dirty tone and features strong female leads. Please note, I offer my short scripts for free to help support up and coming talent. Feel free to reach out and connect with me on any platform, and be sure to check out my guest blogs on Stage 32.
"Remember when Tarantino first exploded on the scene? No, we don’t mean Inglourious Basterds, or Django, either. No, we’re talkin’ real classics: Pulp Fiction level quality. Quirky dialog that blew your mind. Gritty characters that popped right off the screen. Cinematic mainline stuff that left you begging for more. Well, imagine fresh and shiny QT content – with a 180 gender twist." - Janet Goodman Clarke, Shooting the Shorts
I grew up sharing toys, pets, TV and movies with my sister. Monster trucks and Barbie dolls. Cats and dogs. Mad Max and My Little Pony.
My parents would take us around Europe in a caravan. We got to roam landscapes, gaze around museums, and smirk in novelty shops. They raised us equals. I enjoyed boardgames, Bombay mix, and Drambuie.
School was tough. Teachers were quick to remind me my surname is slang here in England for idiot. I had to work my way up to the smart kids classes. I developed serious acne. Between the bullying I overheard girls saying I made them feel sick.
On weekends I would be drinking, smoking, and fast-talking police. On weeknights I would be teaching myself graphic design and freelancing. When everyone went to university, I decided to work for myself.
I would spend my free time modifying cars and racing them on the street. The police chased us, sometimes we chased them. My girlfriend ditched me for my best friend. For a couple of years I paired up with a biker girl struggling with her drug addicted disabled mother. She ended it with a text message. I moved to the coast in Wales, living and working in small student room with my current partner. I wasn’t allowed to live there, I had to hide under the bed when the landlady visited.
I took a creative director role at a marketing agency. We settled down and bought a house. It didn’t fulfil me.
I went back to freelancing. I did well. London. Vegas. Dubai. Hong Kong. Big industry. Oil & gas. But one day I fell to my office floor and lay throwing up years of pent-up emotion. I realised none of it was making me happy.
I turned to something internal. Something that had always been there for me. Something that rocked me to sleep and greeted me when I awoke. Something that fascinated me when life was dull and kept me going when life was hard. My imagination.
I wrote myself through the darkest void of my depression. I regrew over and over until I become strong. I wrote features, shorts, episodes, and novels. Year one; a feature script on a studio consideration slate. Year two; a short produced in London. Year three; writing assignments with Skype calls to LA. Year four; scripts in production in five countries.
I’m obsessed with my craft, a slave to my audience, a friend to my peers, and loyal to my leaders. I’m very open minded and I’m all about the love. It doesn’t matter to me if it’s Tarantino or Twilight, I always try to look for the good in everything.
When I’m not writing, I like cooking for my girlfriend, working on cars, and gardening. We house share with two cats, one of which is diabetic. I’m also the founder of a large volunteer group which works with the emergency services.
Frustrated by prohibitive costs and exclusive cliques that screenwriters and filmmakers face when trying to source or market scripts, I started the script hosting website you're reading this on right now.
Mortally injured following a deal gone wrong, a small-time drug dealer finds herself holed up in a diner restroom with her friends long gone and her attacker closing in.
Feature For sale 84pp
2 readers love this script
Devil's Little Angel
Enslaved by her therapist and forced to kill, a girl fights to shake his hold over her mind and spare the life of a visiting female detective.
Short Seeking finance 7pp
1 reader loves this script
Following a violent fight, a bordello madam faces off with a fearsome customer and finds herself torn between securing future profits and protecting her staff.
Short Free (subject to permission) 10pp
1 reader loves this script
A secret service agent is forced to question her morality when she realises the mysterious man she’s assigned to protect is pure evil.
Short Under Option 9pp
1 reader loves this script
Handcuffed to a bag of explosives and reflecting on a hostage situation gone awry, a white supremacist woman and Arab man debate their potential afterlife.
Short In development 18pp
A suicidal young actor narrates a brief tour of her life of fame, success, isolation and depression.
Short Produced 7pp
El Paso Loco Luchadoras
When they impersonate a notorious female gang during a convenience store robbery, two wannabe crooks must face-off with the very legends they are trying to imitate.
Short Free (subject to permission) 7pp
Stone Cold Sober
When a man confronts a woman that’s tailing him, he learns she's his future daughter who knows about an awful crime he’s yet to commit.
Short In development 7pp
A suicidal woman visits her favourite place to say goodbye to the world only to run into four other people who want to do exactly the same.
Short Free (subject to permission) 9pp
Eve & Adam
A couple struggle with gender stereotyping when their TV repair guy turns out to be the last thing they expect, a woman.
Web Series Pilot Free (subject to permission) 6pp