Why can't I finish my play? It's never been an issue until this current play. I've never been prolific, but since I started finishing plays, I've never had nothing.
Of course, non-writers are chock full of advice. To them, I say, Offer no advice, unless asked. And writers who've never been blocked, please don't tell me what you do.
I'm full of oh, that won't work advice for myself. But one idea just occurred to me. People are always saying write it out in one way or another. Of course, when you are blocked, it's like telling a depressed person to exercise to make them feel better. Ain't happening. However, since I've been doing this silly blog thing, telling stories for myself and my five readers, I've been writing- just not playwrighting. So, here's my thought… Use this blog to write it out. just not as a play.
Box Store Cowboys is the story of two friends: Mac and Sonny. Mac is my father with a different name and a bit more spine. It's hard to write a character so passive. People who don't know my father read the script and say, Why isn't he fighting back/saying something/otherwise being spineful. People who do –did, I guess- know my father comment on how much more animated Mac is, chatty, full of fight.
Sonny Saunders is based on one of my father's parasite friends. And my father loved him, as he seemed to love all parasites. The sad fact of a man abandoned as a child is that when someone shows you attention, you mistake it for love. So, it's a love story. Not romantic love, but, well, to use an overused phrase, bromantic love. Or rather, geriatric bromantic love. But like all love stories worthy of telling, the love is dysfunctional, cuz that's what makes drama.
To be continued
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