(A small town funeral chapel with a doorway, a table, a chair and a podium. THOMAS WEAVER enters dressed in an expensive black suit and carrying a briefcase. He stops in the doorway. He is very familiar with this place. Remembering the past, he smiles and makes his way to the podium
He opens his briefcase and takes out a notebook. He opens the notebook and reads as though addressing a congregation.)
[THOMAS]
"We are gathered to honor the life of Alvin Kelby. He was my best friend."
(pause)
(He takes a pen from his jacket pocket and makes a correction. It becomes clear that he isn't delivering the eulogy, but is in the process of writing it.)
"My good friend."
(He corrects the correction.)
"My oldest friend", "My... insert adjective later friend."
(He tears this page from the book.)
"Hello, my names is Thomas Weaver, I'm a multi-award winning best-selling author and I have absolutely no idea what to write!"
(He stares at his notebook.)
Write what you know, Tom
Write what you know
He opens his briefcase and takes out a notebook. He opens the notebook and reads as though addressing a congregation.)
[THOMAS]
"We are gathered to honor the life of Alvin Kelby. He was my best friend."
(pause)
(He takes a pen from his jacket pocket and makes a correction. It becomes clear that he isn't delivering the eulogy, but is in the process of writing it.)
"My good friend."
(He corrects the correction.)
"My oldest friend", "My... insert adjective later friend."
(He tears this page from the book.)
"Hello, my names is Thomas Weaver, I'm a multi-award winning best-selling author and I have absolutely no idea what to write!"
(He stares at his notebook.)
Write what you know, Tom
Write what you know
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