Pixar Pitching Hemlock

Once upon a time a nice Irish family moved to a nice American town called Hemlock Edge. But the Irish girl's father was a magician. Every day Dad worked at his tricks, the children went to school, and Mom made herbal teas for the neighbors. One day Siobhan awoke from a nightmare to find that her dreams were "almost" real. Because of that, she began to see her friends and neighbors differently. Because of that, certain friends and neighbors began to see her differently too. Until finally she caught the attention of witches and wizards alike, and found herself in the middle of ancient battles and mysterious powers.

Siobhan and her friends will have to choose a side, and try to choose right, in HEMLOCK EDGE by Sheila Deeth

Pixar Pitching Mathemafiction

Once upon a time the small town of Paradise was a peaceful place where everyone knew everyone else. Every day parents went to work, children went to school, mothers drank coffee in the park while toddlers played, and ducks swam on the pond. One day a girl disappeared. Because of that, people stopped talking to each other. Because of that, the peaceful town of Paradise began to fall apart. Until finally a small boy taught his mother a big lesson about forgiveness, and she passed it on.

And so the town Divided was reunited - DIVIDE BY ZERO by Sheila Deeth

What's a Pixar Pitch?

I've been reading Daniel Pink's book, To Sell Is Human, and I'm trying to write some Pixar Pitches. Here's an attempt to pitch the Five-Minute Bible Story Series:

Once upon a time everyone kept their Bibles safe and tidy on the shelf. Every day they walked past their bookshelves, secure in the knowledge that sacredness was safe, while only allowing fathers, elders and pastors to read the holy words. One day educated children started asking awkward questions about faith and science. Because of that, people began keeping their science books safely locked up too. Because of that, some fathers, elders and pastors began calling science anti-faith, questions anti-hope, and imagination anti-everything. Until finally the children opened the Bibles and science books for themselves, asked lots of questions, imagined the lives of historical characters, and realized God was big enough to answer whatever they threw at him.

For parents and children who may not yet have realized this,…

Stained glass windows at Exposition

What light through yonder window shines?
What shimmered ray beyond the gloom,
With splintered rainbows diamond-mined?
Then if the day seems gone too soon
What truth beyond the window-pane?
Sunshine will follow rain.

Monstrance at Exposition

Sunrays llike a crown of thorns
Sharp as nails to hold you down
But lift the cloth and all around
Shall see your glory now.

Gifts at Exposition

We 'cased him in gold with
Silver threads woven
We forgot we'd been told
He was 'trusting his world to
Our care.
We laid bare the ground and
Destroyed all the gifts he
Had made
Except for the gold where
He hangs so he weeps for
Us there.

Mother and child at Exposition

Did your child eyes in innocense
See how your life would end?
Did your child heart begin to sense
The pain your path would send?
Then did your mother dry your tears
And did she calm your fears?
For you were child and infant first
Before you died for me.

When your child fingers worked with wood
Did you percieve the cross?
When your child lips ate mother's food
Did you taste death and loss
Or did you taste the bread of life?
Did mother soothe your strife?
For you were child and infant first
Before you died for me.

With arms held wide a child might fly;
Did you see how you'd die?
With crown of love a child's delight
Did thorns then blur your sight?
With mother's arms to comfort then
Till time and seasons right
My lord was child and infant and
For me he lived and died.