Wow, I have a really terrific guest post from a fabulous author! Please welcome Ada Adams as she shares how ReVamped went from tv script to novel. Plus there is a giveaway at the end to win a Kindle copy of ReVamped!
A simple mission turned deadly.Nineteen-year-old vampire Dawn has led a sheltered life within the confines of her father’s presidential headquarters. Upon being sent on a mission to revamp four goofy misfits into guardians of a peaceful little town of Angel Creek, Dawn believes that all her dreams have finally come true. What starts off as a simple task, turns into something unexpected, changing Dawn’s life forever and leading the action-loving, thrill-seeking vampire teen on a path of mystery, danger and intrigue.When a human girl is kidnapped by a group of rogue vamps, Dawn discovers that there is more going on in Angel Creek than meets the eye. And it all connects to Ethan, the cute newcomer who seems too perfect to be true, Sebastian, the mysterious vampire with a turbulent past, and even Dawn herself. Dawn must not only succeed in revamping the troubled recruits, but must also prevent the vampire race from being overtaken by a malevolent villain who has a strange and obsessive fascination with her. As threat escalates, romance blooms, and ghosts from her past begin to surface, Dawn is sure of only one thing: her life will never be the same.
Character (Re)Development – From a Script to a Novel
ReVamped was originally created as a TV pilot script for an action/adventure comedy show about a group of misfit vampires and the girl responsible for revamping them into protectors of a small town. One interesting thing that I encountered while transforming the script into a novel was the fact that my characters had to be almost completely redeveloped. I found this to be especially true for the main character of Dawn (who actually used to be named Gabrielle).
Dawn, uhh, I mean Gabrielle from the script was a lot different the Dawn you meet in the novel. While both girls were extremely strong physically, Gabrielle had a much tougher personality. And, unlike nineteen-year-old Dawn (who was born in 1996), Gabrielle was a two-hundred-year-old vampire. She was one no-nonsense, smart, strong, sarcastic vampire chick!
However, once I began turning the script into the novel, I found that her sarcasm didn’t translate well on the page. In fact, she was often coming off as a little mean. In a show script, you can write a sarcastic line, and as long as the actor delivers it properly, it can come off as very funny and incredibly charming. However, if the actor happens to take it into too much of a sarcastic extreme, then you get an unlikable character. I’m sure we’ve all seen our fair share of such characters in film and TV. When writing a novel, writers don’t have the luxury of relying on talented actors to make the words jump off the page. Still, we have to ensure that the character will come off the way he/she is supposed to, or else, the reader will interpret them as unlikable individuals.
While writing the novel, I found myself having to tone down Dawn’s sarcasm, and having to amp up her humanity and vulnerability. As a result, I chiseled away some of Gabrielle’s perfections and got a very “human” vampire character (who is still able to kick a lot of butt, of course)! Dawn is also very shy and somewhat inept when it comes to guys—a trait that was definitely not part of the script.
When I read through the script (now that I have spent a lot more time with the novel), I see Gabrielle as someone that Dawn could have easily become—an older version of what Dawn could have been if she hadn’t met the misfits, Sebastian, and Ethan. However, now that she is on a journey with them, I definitely think that Dawn’s life and personality development will take a much different turn.
I thought that I would share a scene from ReVamped’s script and compare it to a similar scene in the novel. By the way, Alexander is Sebastian—another name, history, and personality change that I’m so very happy I made! Alexander actually had a very good reason for hating the president (which didn’t make it into Sebastian’s story, but it did have something special to do with Gabrielle). Burk’s Falls is Angel Creek.
When performing the scene from the script, the actors can, of course, easily ignite the tension, attraction, and the sparks between the characters. However, if you read the dialogue on the script, the passion between the two is almost non-existent. Personally, I think that the novel scene is much, much better. What do you think? :)
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EXT. BURK’S FALLS CITY LIMITS – DAY
GABRIELLE crosses into the town and passes by the “Burk’s Falls” sign. She is holding a large leather binder in her hand. She pauses and opens to the first page.
A PHOTO of ALEXANDER, 21 (rugged, unsmiling).
Alexander Johnson. Turned in 1845 at age 21. Son of wealthy British shipbuilders who disowned him upon his transformation.
EXT. SMALL DRIVEWAY OF A DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY
Alexander working on his car in front of his house. His back is turned to Gabrielle. Gabrielle walks towards him, still reading the file.
Brooding, mysterious, strong, but self-deprecating. Ugh. Who wrote this crap?
Gabrielle stops in front of the car.
Alexander pauses, turning around to look at Gabrielle. When he sees her, he drops his tools, startled. He quickly recovers, stands up and wipes off his hands.
(clearing his throat)
Depends. Who wants to know?
My name is Gabrielle. I’m here on behalf of the President. You’ve been summoned as a protector of Burk’s Falls. I assume you know what that entails.
Alexander looks intently at Gabrielle, then recovers once again and scoffs loudly.
What happened to the High School Musical gang? They were doing quite a number on the town from what I’ve heard.
They're no longer with us. They served their century. The job is your responsibility now.
What do you mean, “no”?
No. Nope. Nah. I don’t think so. Not interested.
Is that clear enough for you?
Whether or not you’re interested is beside the point. This is your duty!
Yeeeah, no. I don’t know if your President told you, but I don’t really embrace this whole “vampire fad”. I’m not interested in anything related to vampires, being a vampire, or serving the vampire government.
What about your obligation to protect humans?
I’m not interested in humans either – not even the sniveling, vulnerable ones so many vampire idiots fall for. You could say I’m only interested in myself. So if you wouldn’t mind leaving, I’d love to get back to work.
Gabrielle rushes to stand in front of Alexander. They look at each other for a moment.
You can’t do that.
Alexander suddenly becomes very agitated. He presses his face into Gabrielle’s.
Listen. For the past century I’ve been doing exactly what I want, when I want. I don’t owe anything to anyone - human or vampire - especially not your president. Now leave me alone before I make you leave!
You know that you can be prosecuted for disobeying the orders. Every one of us must serve for at least a century.
Then it’s a good thing that I’m not one of you!
He storms off into his house.
I ordered Seth to wait in the car, and slowly made my way up the dirt path in the direction of what I had hoped was Sebastian’s residence. The longer I walked, the darker and more daunting the clouds above me became. Finally, with a booming crash of thunder, the sky tore open, releasing a fresh downpour of cool rain. This time, it was faster and heavier, pummeling against Hannah’s note and drenching her small, neat writing.
I considered turning back and meeting with Sebastian another time, but my curiosity got the best of me. I examined Hannah’s note, squinting to make out some of the smudged words.
Sebastian York is a twenty-one year-old Scorpio. He has gorgeous light gray eyes, the color of sparkling glaciers. His midnight-black hair is slightly curly, and just long enough to make you daydream about running your fingers through his locks. He’s super tall and really, really hot. Just try to peel your eyes away from all those lean muscles! Yum! He’s brooding, mysterious, strong, and self-deprecating (or at least, he seems like the type)—the perfect vampire!
I had to stop myself from reading the rest. Hannah’s report on Sebastian was a little over-the-top for my taste. Not to mention, much too unbelievable. I scrunched up the soaked paper and tucked it into the pocket of my jeans. I smiled to myself, thinking that the bubbly redhead had a promising career ahead of her as a writer of cheesy romance novels.
The hike through the forest led to a secluded clearing. The trees parted, revealing a striking building, more akin to a grand mansion, than a house in the woods. While made in the same style as the buildings in town, the three-story structure had a stately, regal air about it. Clad in white stone with Grecian temple-inspired columns towering across its entire façade, it very much resembled the majestic inn on the grounds of the Angel Creek Park.
The driveway finally came to an end, and I found myself next to a luxury antique car. Its cherry-red hood was propped wide open, and it took a moment before I noticed that there was a figure tinkering with the machinery underneath. He wore a pair of loose, black pants; the muscles on his bare back flexed as he strained to tighten something with a metal wrench.
Hannah’s words flashed through my mind as I stood frozen in place, observing Sebastian’s profile. My gaze traveled along his tall, lean frame, my pulse quickening in response to the wet raindrops sliding down his chiseled arms. Flustered, I quickly raised my eyes up to his face, gliding over his sharp angular jaw and high cheekbones, and finding a resting place atop his glistening, dark locks. Embarrassed by my unexpected attraction to the vampire in front of me, I sharply looked away, thankful for the cooling sensation of the wet raindrops against my skin.
Suddenly, Sebastian sensed my presence. His entire body tensed as he spun around; the wrench firmly grasped in his hand, ready and poised for an attack. The moment his eyes fixed on me, he froze, a look of sheer terror seizing his face. The metal tool fell out of his hand, hitting the cobblestone with a loud clank. The noise seemed to break the spell he was under. As his gaze connected with mine, the look of horror that came over him just moments before immediately vanished.
“Sebastian?” I asked breathlessly, unnerved by his startling reaction.
He didn’t reply. Instead, he continued to examine every inch of me with his cool, gray eyes. My entire body blazed under his scrutinizing stare, but despite my uneasiness, I couldn’t bring myself to look away from him. His gaze was both terrifying and thrilling, all at once.
The strong wind frantically tugged at my hair, as if trying to snap me out of my trance. In spite of nature’s best efforts, I simply stood there, locked in an unnerving staring contest with the mysterious vampire. A deafening clap of thunder shook the earth, causing me to jump, and startling Sebastian back to his senses.
“Who wants to know?” he finally responded. There was a sharp edge to his smooth, velvety voice.
“My name is Dawn,” I said, attempting a smile. “I’m here on an assignment from the Vampire President to train the new guardians of Angel Creek. Since you’re one of the five vampire residents, I thought you’d want to know about the mission and take part—” I paused abruptly, distracted by the angry scowl forming across his face.
Another earsplitting roar of thunder sounded before he spoke. “Not interested,” he said curtly, his eyes still intent on me. He was boldly exploring my face, his gaze slowly traveling down my body.
“Dawn, did you say?” he asked curiously, his voice a little less brisk.
I nodded, crossing my arms in a self-conscious effort to shield myself from his gaze. “So can we count you in?” I asked hopefully.
“What do you mean no?” I sputtered in disbelief. I was quickly becoming annoyed with the shirtless, ill-mannered vampire.
“No. Nope. Not interested. Is that clear enough for you?”
“Yes, really—no.” He turned away, waving his hand in my direction, as if to let me know I was dismissed.
“Why?” I asked, stretching out to grab his arm. Thankfully, he had moved just before I could reach him, as mid-grab, I realized that touching Sebastian was a bold move I had not fully thought out.
He turned around to face me, the heated look in his eyes causing me to take a slight step back.
“I don’t really embrace this whole vampire fad. I’m not interested in anything related to vampires, being a vampire or serving the Vampire President. Got it?”
“What about your obligation to protect humans?” I questioned.
“I’m not interested in humans either, not even the sad, vulnerable ones so many vampire idiots fall for. You could say, I’m only interested in myself.” He smirked, his tone once again reaching sub-zero temperatures. “So, if you wouldn’t mind leaving, I’d love to get back to work.”
“But, but…you can’t do that. When I tell the President that you’re here, he’ll order you to join the group.” I was grasping at straws.
All of a sudden, Sebastian charged toward me, thrusting his face directly into mine. He was so close our noses almost touched. I raised my eyes to meet his, the raindrops from his wet locks dripping onto my forehead. I fought the temptation to blink, as droplets of water slid down my eyelashes. I was not about to show him any weakness.
“For the past century I’ve been doing exactly what I want, when I want. I don’t owe anything to any human or vampire—especially not the President. Now, please leave, before I make you leave!” he said through clenched teeth.
“Fine!” I yelled, pressing my fists tightly against my legs in an effort to prevent myself from striking him. “But, just so you know, you’re a really sucky vampire.” I mentally kicked myself for the lame retort. At the same time, I also chastised myself for having wanted this aggravating snob to join the group in the first place.
“Please don’t come around here anymore.” With those final words, Sebastian stormed off into the house, slamming the heavy door behind him.
I was left alone on the wet driveway, feeling confused and angry, but also somewhat excited by our meeting.
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"Many people sing in the shower. I, on the other hand, write scenes in my head and act them out."
At age five, Ada read her first chapter book - Pippi Longstocking. Ever since that moment, she developed an intense passion for the stories and characters found within the pages of literature.
In her career as an actress and a writer, Ada currently spends most of her days immersed in imaginary worlds. Much like the characters she enjoys playing and writing about, Ada is a martial artist with a Black Belt in Shotokan Karate. She is also a big proponent of lifelong learning, and has attained Bachelor of Arts in Psychology (it aids in creating characters with unique quirks!) as well as a Master's of Science in Education.
Ada strives to bring a fresh voice and perspective to fiction. She has been writing creatively for many years. "ReVamped" is her debut novel.
She lives in Toronto, Canada, and enjoys adventurous nature hikes with her adorable puppies Cara and Oreo.