Yesterday I finished my re-draft of my one-act play.
Usually, a re-write is about cutting. This one was a slow measured increase. Writing for theatre is so different than writing prose or for the screen. I’m only at the tip of the iceberg in my understanding of it.
The re-write required a lot of thought. I’d rework a sentence, sit, and think. Then add a sentence, tweak phrasing, sit back, and mull it over again. It was writing in slow motion. It made me a bit grumpy. Yet, I couldn’t let it go.
I’m generally pleased with the result, but I’ve asked a couple of friends for feedback. It’s not a long piece, even with the extra couple of pages, but I hope it’s an improvement.
I’ve been doing a lot of re-writing lately. I want to tackle new projects (I’ve plenty of ideas), but the weight of these older stories drags upon me. I’m not sure I can move forward until I can re-work one or two and cast them in the direction of an editor.
Hmm, which victim will I choose next?
And the chorus of voices shook the walls.