The ScriptWorks Fling happened over the past weekend. We had a kickoff on Friday evening and I could tell a number of people were trying to battle through the election results to find the creativity to write.
It didn’t help that one of the ingredients this year was election-related.
This year they were:
- The play must somehow feature the thoughts/statements of an inanimate object.
- The play must contain a ritual of inauguration.
- Time continually expands or contracts for at least one of the characters.
One friend at the kickoff said, about the inauguration ingredient, “No, I can’t, it’s too soon.”
BUT there are other inaugurations that don’t have to do with presidencies. And I find that a creative project can help get my mind off of less pleasant things.
When I went to bed on Friday I had an idea about using the earth as an inanimate object, narrating to the audience about a variety of leaders on the planet over time (I’m really interested in the long span of time these days, probably focusing on how insignificant any four-year period really is in the scope of things).
When I woke up I wondered if anyone would challenge me on the earth’s being inanimate. I don’t know why. Because plants and things grow on it? Because volcanoes can be lifelike? Anyway, I decided to add the moon (even more inanimate) and Mars too, as kind of an obnoxious wound-tight creature circling around the others from time to time.
Then I had one actor represent a number of leaders over centuries: first an ape, then a caveman, then a king, then JFK, then our current president-elect, and then another leader in the future.
It’s a comedy mostly, but it ends with the earth being sick and worn down after all this human activity, unable to maintain its energy and verve. A statement piece for sure, downbeat, about the foreboding future of the environment and our planet. Guess it betrayed the pessimism in my head.
And/but… it was good! I’m crossing my fingers that it gets a production in the spring. We’ll find out in a couple of months.
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