Transplants The “Aliens and Bruce Willis” concept, which turned into my Being There screenplay. Original idea Thursday morning about July 31, 1998. Stranded space aliens have been laboring secretly for 130 years to perfect the process of transplanting themselves into human bodies. They are now ready to put the plan

Two brothers decide to move an old stone and log church to their farm and make it a summer home they’ll return to in the decades of their adulthood and separation. It is the last job they’ll do together on the farm before striking off in separate directions,

Local deputy is bucktoothed, skinny and quiet — obviously a moron. The out of town bad guys in the cell tease him without mercy. The deputy takes it all with a plain face, seemingly unruffled by it. He attends to his duties with precise motions, an unflustered attention to detail, a

A body snatcher speaks… We are old. We have outlived worlds. Deep in us is the memory of a terror from the beginning of things — but we’re safe from that terror now. We have removed from ourselves the part susceptible to fear. We live for a time in the

The Kregal had decided to destroy the earthlings — there was no changing his mind. All that Bitha could hope to do was make the humans’ deaths as painless as possible. On such short notice he could not put together an instantaneous destruction, so, using his imagination, he came up with

For nearly an hour one afternoon, a boy with nothing to do stood under a walnut tree, tossing and catching a walnut. The boy became so familiar with the weight of that one walnut and the height and configuration of one part of one branch — a place where the branch

An old man by unpremeditated whim buys the house he was a boy in, and moves into it. He begins to restore it to the house of his memory, thinking to duplicate the happy years. But the further he goes, the less happy he is. Still, he persists. The hobby

Heroism Hercules stands before the council of Gods, awaiting their verdict to his request for membership with them. “You must first prove yourself worthy,” thunders one of the deities. “Name it,” says Hercules. “I’ll dig a canal with my hands. I’ll carry Mt. so-and-so piece by