Before it is a sentence, it is a feeling.
Skrib is one studio. A canvas, an editor, and a library that keeps all of it.
Start writing - it's freeA reference scene on YouTube. An audio clip of the accent you keep hearing. Sound carries as much of a world as a picture does.

A story has a texture before it has sentences. The green light in the hallway. The coat she wears in every scene that matters. The song that plays in your head every time you write him.
None of that survives in a paragraph of notes. It survives as pictures.

Drop color swatches for the light in a section, then color-code the scenes that belong to it.
Structure on a canvas, not in your head.
The Plan is an infinite canvas beside your Draft. Lay out the whole timeline, not the next chapter. Give a character a page of their own and fill it until they have a history, a want, and something they will not say out loud. Move a beat and the act break moves with it.
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Manuscripts, screenplays, notes, transcripts, spreadsheets. Word, PDF, OpenDocument, Markdown, plain text and Final Draft all land in your Library and open ready to work. No conversion step, no reformatting, nothing left behind on the old machine.
Everything in one tab.
Put any two things side by side and work in both, without leaving the page you are on.
Never start on empty paper.
Every template comes as a Plan you can move around and a Draft already shaped for the work. Pick one and read both at once, the way it opens in your studio.
It suggests. You author every change.
Ask the Companion for a note on the scene. It marks what it would change into the Draft itself, a few words at a time, and then waits. Accept what earns its place, reject the rest. Nothing in your script moves until you say so.
INSIDE THE CHIP SHOP, NIGHT
Rain runs down the window in long streaks. ADA, forties, wipes the counter very slowly, watching the last ferry in.
Ada
without looking up
You know, you're pretty much always the last one off, aren't you?
MARTIN, sixties, fills the doorway, dripping onto the mat.
Martin
Somebody has to be.
He looks at the counter, then at the clock over the till.
Ada
Sit down. I'll do you a fresh one.
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Ask the Companion
Ask for a shape. Keep what holds.
Ask the Companion for a shape and it works on the Plan you already have. Beats proposed where they belong, Stickies moved into an order that holds, connections drawn between the ones you left loose. Every proposal arrives pending. Keep what earns its place, reject the rest, and nothing on your Plan moves until you say so.
Break this into beats: 3 proposals waiting on you
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