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So, earlier tonight, when I was talking to Adam, I was venting about how frustrated I was getting with my new voices plays, and how I felt like a one-hit wonder. I got three plays in one year, and this year, I'm stumbling like crazy!
But then after getting ost of my emo out, I resolved to sit anad write whatever came to mind, and after adding on seven pages of script, I realized that I was writing about me.
I know that there's a little bit of the author in each character, yadda yadda. But without consciously realizing it, I was writing about myself. The events mirrored not the events that took place in my life, but the emotions surrounding them.
It's amazing. I can read it and remember exactly what I was feeling at that point in time. But it's not the same words or scenarios, just the feelings in the order they came, reflected onto someone else's life.
I don't know how else to explain it.
It's almost four in the morning, I have to be up at 9:30, and I still want to keep writing.
I'll keep going tomorrow.
Adam, I love you.
-Haz
But then after getting ost of my emo out, I resolved to sit anad write whatever came to mind, and after adding on seven pages of script, I realized that I was writing about me.
I know that there's a little bit of the author in each character, yadda yadda. But without consciously realizing it, I was writing about myself. The events mirrored not the events that took place in my life, but the emotions surrounding them.
It's amazing. I can read it and remember exactly what I was feeling at that point in time. But it's not the same words or scenarios, just the feelings in the order they came, reflected onto someone else's life.
I don't know how else to explain it.
It's almost four in the morning, I have to be up at 9:30, and I still want to keep writing.
I'll keep going tomorrow.
Adam, I love you.
-Haz
