Sunday, August 5, 2012

Day Two

Oh, day two was hard. Day Two was very hard because Day Two was supposed to be easy. I know that sounds like ridiculous logic but there you go. Life is nothing but moments made up of ridiculous logic. Sorry to turn the music off at the party kids, but there's nothing to look forward to. Kidding. There's plenty of things to look forward to. Like alcohol. So, yesterday I was going to write a monologue. It was going to be short, sharp and to the point. I knew what it was about, I knew enough to write it. Oh no. Oh no, no, no. This thing became like a labyrinth where every turn seemed to open six new different paths that all looked good and interesting and weird and possibly the right path and it all turned into a bit of a mindfuck. But it's done. And I realised I'm not that good at monologues. Which is horrifying and something that must be fixed. Is there a pill I can take for that?

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Day One

Well, the great 31plays31days challenge has begun! And while it got off to a rocky start for your favourite fearless playwright … Fine, I'm not so fearless, but … No, I have nothing. Anyway, first play is written! It doesn't have a title and it's eight pages long and most of it was written in a notebook that I bought yesterday, because you can't write 31 plays in 31 days with the millions of notebooks that you already own. No. This requires a new notebook. There are rules, people.

So, it's a short play that has a beginning, middle and also an end and is based on a news article I read yesterday about a man that lured a woman into a car by telling her that a man was following her. And she believed him. And then he sexually assaulted her. I wanted to riff on what he must have said to get in the car, and I did, and now we have a play.

On to day two!