Take one: The Tale of the Impossible Journey of Screen Writing

Once upon a time, there were two girls. We'll call them Adri and Bee. One warm May evening, Adri was struck with an idea. Like a mad woman, she began to write it down. Eventually, though, she ran out of ideas, and put the story away.
Although she put the story to rest, she never stopped thinking about it. She heard a song: she thought up a scene for the story. She saw a painting: she thought up dialogue her characters would say if they, too, were were viewing the painting. On and on this went, and it never stopped. This could only mean two things. She needed to write, or she had split personality. Putting her theory of split personality aside, Adri took out the story and began to write again, knowing it was the only solution to make all this excessive story plotting go away.
And on she wrote. And wrote. And then, again, she stopped. It just didnt feel right. She thought this a sign that the story wasnt meant to be and put it aside, once more. But, again, she couldn't get it out of her head. The more she thought about it, the more she realized: this story wasn't meant to be read, it was meant to be seen. It was meant for film.
Never before has something felt so right to Adri. The next Wednesday morning, she logged onto her computer and Googled every thing she could about screenwriting. Finally, she felt ready, (well... as ready as she could) to write a script.
One not-so-warm May evening, a whole year later, she sat down on her bed, took out her purple pen, and opened to the first page in her new notebook. She sat. And waited. And when nothing came out, she panicked. How was she going to do this? She knew nothing about script writing? She didnt know how to take an idea, and turn it into a hour and a half film.
What was she thinking?
She called the first number in her phonebook: Bee.
She spewed her worries for minutes before Bee finally calmed her down.
I'll help you she said.
And like that, the journey to screenwriting began.
This is that story.