Friday, September 11, 2009

THE MAKINGS OF MY SHOW scene one


In the plays I read as a child their were always a narrator who will tell the story. Narrator begins: Long, long ago their lived a middle aged woman that lived in a two family flat that she shared with a very good friend. They had shared this placed for many years. Over the years their friendship began to fade away. They didn't laugh and talk like they use too. They didn't share their thoughts about life and things about life like that had done over the years. They were just two people sharing a place. Kim began to feel it was time to move on and shared this with her best friend. This bought up words between the two that was never said before to each other. Those words were very hurtful words. Words that bought tears to her eyes. Kim didn't know what to deal with those words and decided that having friends wasn't a good thing because you never know what will happen and decided she would not make any more friends. Kim moved into an apartment all by herself. Kim felt it was better to live a life alone never to be friend anyone else again.
Kim: I am tired of being hurt. Tired of trusting people this is it. I will never ever have a friend ever again.
Narrator: Kim worked hard at making her statement to herself come true. The only thing she did was go to work and come home and watch television. She had friends that she had in her life for years and decided that this was all she needed. She would come home from work and many days she would cry. She thought about her life and how things just never seemed to work for her . She felt she was a failure. Kim began to build a very large wall around herself. Not letting anyone inside.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

THE MAKINGS OF MY SHOW


As a little girl I enjoyed reading plays in the text books in school. I would take the book home and read all the plays in the book. I just loved learning all the lines playing everybody, I was the queen, king, joker, the princess. It was so much fun. The dream started way back then. In school my teacher, Mrs. Pears, would have the class taking turn performing on stage. I would practice what I would do each week after watching Red Skelton on television. The stage was where I felt so comfortable. It didn't matter what anyone thought I was happy on the stage.
Let's fast forward to June 20, 2009, my show the Bag Lady. I performed the show of my dreams a show that lived inside of me for months. It would not go away it ate at me, the words danced over and over in my head. The scene rushed though my mind like a rushing wind. I wanted to run from it but it only ate deep within my soul. Something inside me said that I would not be happy untill I wrote and performed the show. I had to stop fighting and I let it go and began to write the show that dwelled within me.
My writing coach asked me to write in my block that jounrey of my dream on my blog. Again I wrestle with that assignment just as I wrestled with writing the show. I decided not to fight it and just go with it. For a while I will write how my show began and my experienced with what was given to me from God here on this blog. Those who read my blog I can only hope that you enjoy my story. I found my experience of developing my show as a great, wonderful and exciting journey. Let me know what you think.