From copy to commercials to feature lengths, my stories take on the form that best delivers the message to the receiver. The pieces seen below are sentimental shorts with brand awareness. They are accompanied by illustrations from my talented friends.
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for Huffy Bikes & brotherly love
mini comic by Monica Rodriguez
EXT. DESMONDS' BACKYARD - SHED - MOMENTS LATER
Philip pulls open the shed door. His life is a constant struggle.
Finally getting the door open, Philip checks out his selection:
His bike; rickety and lopsided, the training wheels barely hanging on, and a little small for him. Or--
Brother's Bike; A dusty, gold Huffy Mountain Bike. A few battle scars, but still in mint condition.
He considers Brother's bike, but chooses his bike instead.
for Zoobooks & the little bears
illustration by Sarah Torres Jaramillo
INT. CARPENTER'S STUDIO - EVENING
Elias picks him up. Bailey bites - GASP, Elias holds his breath to stifle his scream. He holds Bailey under his armpit. Bailey wrestles, he stretches... nope. He's stuck. Defeat.
Elias picks up a little saucer of sugar water from the table. He aims for Bailey’s mouth. He bites him again. The saucer crashes to the floor. The cub is free.
Elias turns on the sink to rush water over his aching hand.
Over his shoulder, the cub sniffs the liquid on the ground. Elias pours peroxide on his wounds, covering them with a couple of “bandages,” a cotton ball and Scotch tape.
He turns to tackle the cub once more until--
He finds Bailey slurping the sugar water off the floor.
Bailey looks at Elias with begging eyes.
i remember laughing
illustration by Melina Jones
for all the Cover Girls
INT. HELEN'S BEDROOM - EVENING
She pops open the 450-Worthy matte lipstick.
Pucker your lips like this.
She makes a kissing face. He raises an eyebrow.
Just try it. And if you don't like it...
She wipes some of the foundation off of her face. A busted pimple shows through.
He'll never know.
They share a trusting gaze. He bashfully puckers his lips for Helen. She crowns his upper lip with the color. Then his lower lip. Helen rubs her lips together. David does the same. It gets in his mouth.
This tastes like Play-Doh.
Helen motions to the mirror.
Check it out.