The Raven Storyboard Contest

FilmmakerIQ.com has teamed up with Celtx, the creator of our favorite open-source filmmaking tool to give you the opportunity to enter the Dark Gothic World of Edgar Allan Poe. Here’s your chance to really show off your screenwriting and pre-visualizing skills by adapting and storyboarding Poe’s poem “The Raven.”

You cannot copyright a idea, only the execution of it. If you give one idea to ten different filmmakers you will end up with ten original works. For this contest we went a step beyond an idea and we are giving you a story: Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven.”

So we’re asking for a short script (up to fifteen pages) and an accompanying storyboard. Your task is to first download the latest version of Celtx for FREE, create a Celtx project file, write a screenplay that adapts “The Raven” for film, and storyboard it using Celtx tools. Then submit the project file by midnight November 7th. Only this and nothing more…

How do I create a Storyboard?

In conjunction with this contest we created a feature article “500 Storyboard Tutorials & Resources.” The guide is full of video, images, links, tutorials and more. Everything you would ever need to create great storyboards. Also, check out all our Storyboard Articles on IQ.

What is Celtx?

Celtx is the world’s first ALL-IN-ONE media pre-production software. It has everything you need to take your story from concept to production. Celtx replaces ‘paper, pen & binder’ pre-production with a digital approach that’s more complete, simpler to work with, and easier to share.

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What if I can’t Draw?

Can’t draw? Don’t worry about it – Entries will not be judged on the artwork but rather how well you communicate your direction. Plus, the free open source program Celtx has a Sketch Tool, it lets you draw in the project. There are Art Packs available for sale and Celtx has created a FREE Raven Art Pack just for you to use on this contest!

Can you help me with my contest entry?

Not sure on how to use Celtx? Do you have a screenwriting question? Having a hard time creating your storyboard? IQ is all about helping filmmakers. Don’t be afraid to ask questions or seek help from our large group of professional members. IQ is the perfect place to network and make friends. We setup a special Group for all your adaptation, storyboard and Celtx questions. We want everyone to create the best entry possible, and we are here to help!

Check out our Sample Celtx Entry in our forum to get an idea of what we’re expecting to see.

What can I win?

Our winner will receive a Celtx “Super Bundle“, containing the Writers Pack of 3 pro writing add-ons plus the full set of 365 Celtx ‘Sketch’ tool images. They will also receive an Official Celtx embroidered fleece jacket.

In addition every member that enters will receive 500 IQ Points added to their account.

How do I enter?

When is the deadline?

The Raven Storyboard Contest video contest until 11:59 p.m. EST November 7th, 2010.

How do you choose a winner?

After the contest closes, Celtx Project Files will be judged to see if they comply with the requirements of the contest. Those entries that do not comply will be disqualified. All other entries will advance where they will be rated by judges from FilmmakerIQ.com based on the adaptation’s; proper screenplay formating, creativity, style, and the Storyboard’s; ability to covey information and direction. The winners will be selected and notified by email. The winning entry will be posted on FilmmakerIQ.com.

I still have a question.

Post all you contest questions in our Raven Storyboard Contest group.

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.’

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; – vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me – filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,’

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,’ said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you’ – here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!’
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!’
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,’ said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
‘Tis the wind and nothing more!’

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,’ I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning – little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.’

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered – not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.’
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.’

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,’ said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of “Never-nevermore.”‘

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.’

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,’ I cried, `thy God hath lent thee – by these angels he has sent thee
Respite – respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted – tell me truly, I implore -
Is there – is there balm in Gilead? – tell me – tell me, I implore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us – by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!’ I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted – nevermore!

Submit you entry:

Submit your completed Celtx Project File containing your adaptation and storyboards to us via email attachment at: [email protected] before the deadline of 11:59 p.m. EST November 7th, 2010. Please include your IQ member name along with your real name and address.

If you are not able to email your file due to size please use one of the free online file sharing sites and send us the download link.

http://www.rapidshare.com

http://www.easy-share.com

Good Luck!