I have 82 pages of a new play.
I've finished the first draft of the first half of it (about 62 pages) and now have to go through and work on the last half (which will probably bring the page count to closer to 100).
My boyfriend and writing buddies have asked about how I feel about the play and, well, I keep avoiding the question.
or what she will felt like years in the making. I mean, technically, it was years in the making. I felt like I had conversations with the characters and at times it felt as though I was just the means to getting a story told.
This one doesn't feel that way. It feels a little bit more like a struggle. It doesn't feel forced, but it doesn't feel easy.
It also sounds very different.
or what she will had, well, poetic stage directions and the world felt a little different than the here and now. This play is very much in the here and now, the stage directions are more to the point and the dialogue is...well...more ...something. I don't know.
Basically I feel like this play has few of the qualities that or what she will had. And that scares me because many of the people who read or what she will talked about the language and the poetry. I am afraid those same people will read this play and say "What the hell happened to the writer I liked?" While this shouldn't matter, it is a little comment that repeats in my head over and over again.
I began to associate my writing style with certain attributes, habits. Writing this new play has shown me new habits...most of which have nothing to do with language. I am realizing that I am a young writer (duh) and that my voice will probably change quite a bit as I write (also, duh). It is far from solidified. Some days I write poetry and some days I write plays and some days I write poetry that is like a play and some days I write plays that are like poetry and then some days I try NaNoWriMo and write novels. So, who knows?
Still, it is a bit disconcerting knowing that your voice is changing and wondering if it is changing for the better or just wondering if it is changing for this story and will revert back for the next...or...what.
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