Ah. So many thoughts and thinking things going on in this melon of mine tonight.
Being a playwright is hard.
My new play is hard.
Articulating the exact emotions and dialogue needed for the two characters is just...I don't know if I can do it right now. Each time I open it up, I have to put it away after a while because the personal feelings attached to the scene are still so raw. You'd think I'd be fine, it's just ten pages long. Just five more pages and the first draft will be finished and I can rest easy. ><
This play I'm dedicating to my younger sister, Julia, you see. This play is a conversation I wish I could have with her at the moment. This play currently fills the distance between us because I can't be with her when she needs me. And, my goodness, does that hurt.
Zac often worries when I don't separate my personal feelings from my work (ie at Station 22, my research position at BYU, ect). haha I love him, but that's not the girl he married (which he knows). I am a passionate, genuine, emotion driven individual. [Sidenote: I took several Myers-Briggs personality tests this weekend and found out I'm an ISFJ]. Whatever task given to me, I tackle with passion, genuineness, and emotion.
I love Julie. She deserves all the passion, genuineness, and emotion I can muster. Blergh. It'll happen. haha One way or another, it'll happen. (:
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