GOD BLESS OTHER WRITERS
Some brilliant soul from writer's bloc '06 threw this at me a few days ago.
Imagine that you know the entire construct of the play...that Rustom is dead, that he has only so much time to do whatever he has to do and that such and such a thing is what will end his 'grace period' among the living. You know all this in detail. But don't ever tell us. Let it inform your writing without ever once telling us, the audience, what you know. Let us find out.
It was one of those penny dropping moments except that the entire fucking mint fell on top of my head and I saw the LIGHT and everything fell into PLACE.
I now have a play (hallelujah). And the play has an "OH FUCK!" ending.
The freeze is over.
Who would have thought.
Imagine that you know the entire construct of the play...that Rustom is dead, that he has only so much time to do whatever he has to do and that such and such a thing is what will end his 'grace period' among the living. You know all this in detail. But don't ever tell us. Let it inform your writing without ever once telling us, the audience, what you know. Let us find out.
It was one of those penny dropping moments except that the entire fucking mint fell on top of my head and I saw the LIGHT and everything fell into PLACE.
I now have a play (hallelujah). And the play has an "OH FUCK!" ending.
The freeze is over.
Who would have thought.
posted by Anonymous at 12:59 pm
2 Comments:
freeze over! welcome the avalanche, the flood. and we wait to be swept away. amen.
brilliant.
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