I'm in a submission, as in submitting one of my plays, state of mind.
As a Twitter-er or Tweeter or whatever it's called, came across a theatre that caught my attention. After reading the submission guidelines, decided my "Retribution" play might be a good fit.
Wrote this play a while ago and over time have tweaked it to the point where it's now "submission-ready", or at least in my opinion. A one-act play and a drama with a cast of three people, don't really know where the impetus for the idea behind the play came from. It definitely wrote itself and I was merely a means in which the words jumped on to the computer screen. Sometimes it just happens - that easy. It makes up for all the times that in spite of a concerted effort, a plot falls apart and the play is forever relegated to the "save for the future" file. Unforutnately, there are a number of these in this file.
Still haven't finished "Old Soldiers" (Eleanor holds her head down, shaking it sadly) in spite of choosing an ending. Perhaps my real psychological block is the decision to convert it to a radio play, a medium in which I'm not familiar. The dialogue, as I've shared here, is very strong as are the characters, but my concern is with the addition of sound-effects. Although the BBC stated on Facebook that there will be a competition this year, I'm still waiting for the announcement of a new deadline. Nothing like a deadline as an impetus.
In any case, it's been a while since submitting "Retribution" and maybe - just maybe - this time will be the right time.
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on 3/30/2013
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Go figure. Here I was under the impression that the BBC International Playwriting Competition was on hold or cancelled altogether. Much to my surprise, read on Facebook to stand by since they are about to announce the details of this year's competition.
While this is great news and under the assumption that the competition was cancelled, I've been re-thinking entering "Old Soldiers" as my entry.
"After all that waiting - you're going to abandon us?" Joe would probably ask. The issue is whether or not 'soldiers would be radio-friendly due to the necessity of sound effects.
A while back, I wrote a short play entitled, "The Lemon" focusing on the trials and tribulatiion of a female owning and trying to unload her car, which as the title infers, is a "lemon." A comedy, it's a fun story line and the characters would lend themselves to radio. At present it would run about 20-30 minutes but it wouldn't be difficult to add to the story.
This week I'm going to re-examine The Lemon with a critical eye to see if and how the story can be expanded. Meanwhile, I'm waiting for the announcement of the new deadline. Progress reports to come.
By: scriberess,
on 3/13/2013
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A short blog entry (where have you read that before?).
As shared here ad nauseum, I've been making a concerted effort to finish my "Old Soldiers" play that I started three years ago. It was and still is my hope to enter it in the BBC International Radio Playwriting Competition this year. However - it's always the 'howevers' in life that get in the way - can't find any link to a 2013 version being held.
Thing is...I'm almost finished the play at last and if the competition isn't being held this year, it will be a real downer. I mean, the play could always be submitted somewhere else but this competition has always been a personal challenge for me having never written for radio. There is still the concern that there's a lack of sufficient sound effects but I was (and am still, hopefully) going to go for broke and enter.
Just came back from the competition site in the hope of seeing the new deadline listed but to no avail. This does not bode well since the deadline is usually early Spring. Oh well... I'm still determined to finish it after which I'll 'put it to bed' for a while followed by a period of tweaking and finally hitting the 'submit' key.
Meanwhile, time is marching on. Joe and his friends would understand.
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on 3/12/2013
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Just reading a piece about the release of the re-make of the latest re-make of"The Great Gatsby." Personally, a large proporation of the film remakes that I've seen rarely matched up to the original. This leads one - me - to wonder why producers/directors/film production companies feel the necessity to update a film that on the whole, was good orginally.
In the way of background information and according to Wikipedia, the story, "narrated by Nicholas "Nick" Carraway, a 30 year old Yale graduate and WWI veteran from the midwest, who takes a job in New York as a bond salesman. He rents a small house on Long Island, in the (fictional) village of West Egg, next door to the lavish mansion of Jay Gatsby, a mysterious millionaiare who holds extravagant parties."
Checking further with IMDB, the first film version dates back to 1926 and starred Warner Baxter as Jay Gatsby and Lois Wilson as Daisy Buchanan. Furthermore, much to my surprise, a stage production opened at the Ambassdor Theater on February 26, 1926, ran for 112 performances and directed by George Cukor.
The next film version in black and white, was made in 1949 starring Alan Ladd and Betty Fields. I always liked Ladd as an actor and although I never saw the film, most likely he did a decent job. The next incarnation in 1974 was the one that I saw and being an admirer/fan of Robert Redford, I thought it was...okay. Didn't particularly care for Mia Farrow as Daisy and thinking back, there was very little chemistry between the two stars.
Last but not least, it appears there was yet another version in 2000 (wasn't aware of this) with Mina Sorvino and one Toby Stephens in the lead roles.
That brings us up to the latest incarnation to be released in May 2013, starring Leonardo di Caprio and Carrie Mulligan. Somehow, di Caprio, at least in my mind, doesn't have that suave, sophisticated personna necessary to play Gatsby. Then again, who knows.
This is all leading up to the question originally posted here, as to the necessity of yet another re-make of the re-make of.... One re-make is acceptable or even two re-makes but five? The point being made here is that script writers should be searching for their own ideas, rather than turning out scripts based on the story lines and scripts created by other script writers.
In as far as the newest and hopefully the last version of this story, I'm going to pass but for people who are intrigued to know what the film is about, here is the trailer: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1343092/?ref_=sr_1
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on 2/18/2013
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It's becoming somewhat of an obsession but one in which Joe McKenna and his friends would most likely approve.
Added some more dialogue to "Old Soldiers" play today, although the ending is still up in the air. Wondering if it will ever have any solid substance.
"Really, Eleanor - we deserve better than this," Joe would comment upon my somewhat limited progress. "How much longer do we have to wait. It's been almost four years, now."
It's not for lack of trying. During sleepless nights, Joe and his friends plus the other characters pop in to say hello. Too bad that can't offer advice.
I'm fortunate to be a visual writer and see my words actually come to life and play out in the various scenes. Problems arise when I re-read the existing story line and the realization that something is awry. For example, my dilemma today was whether or not it's logical for a young character to be a great grandson and how old should he be? Then there is the issue of which war Joe and his friends were in.
This is followed by the dreaded 2-R's - Re-write and a Re-thinking - after which ennui sets in accompanied by self-doubt as to whether it will ever be finished. The problem is that I can't let it go for whatever reason. In writing my two other full plays that took approximately a year and-a-half to two years to complete, they seemed to write themselves. The two are so familiar to me that I can quote lines and passages from both.
One of my biggest concerns as expressed on numerous occasions that may be a contributing factor to the delay, is using the format for radio. The issue of having sufficient sound effects is always there. The dialogue is strong and if it was performed on stage would offer an interesting piece of theatre. However, my main objective is, as it always has been, to finish the play once and for all. And therein lays the problem.
By: scriberess,
on 1/30/2013
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First another rant. Just returned from a coffee shop for a quick caffeine pick-me-up and once again encountered a coffee mug related problem. As a writer, a coffee or tea break is an important tool in the thinking process. If and whenever possible, I opt for a 'real' china mug rather than a paper cup. Somehow, and maybe it's my imagination, hot beverages including tea always seem to retain better flavor in a non-paper receptacle.
At this particular chain, customers are given a mug in which to pour their own coffee with unlimited refills. As the server handed over the mug, couldn't help but notice that the rim was slightly chipped.
ME
Excuse me but this mug is chipped
There was a thirty second silence between us while we stared into each other's eyes. Sort-of a coffee-shop-stare-down. Glancing down, she grabbed another mug, passed it to me and took off to chat with another server.
Meanwhile, walking over to fill up the mug with coffee, I saw there were stains inbedded on the sides.
ME TO SERVER
This mug is stained. See? Look at the sides...
SERVER
(grabbing another mug absent-mindedly)
This is as good as it's gonna get.
Let's just say it was passable but only just. 'As good as it's gonna get?' That's a good explanation?
The problem, in my humble opinion, is that a large portion of coffee drinkers have opted to be satisfied with a paper cup. We have turned into a population of mobile coffee drinkers who prefer to walk while they drink, rather than take the time to sit down and experience the pleasure of sipping coffee from a proper drinking receptacle. Proper drinking mugs and cups are becoming obsolete and coffee shops focus on their paper cup customers. Rant over and back to the real heart of the situation.
In spite of a concerted effort to work on my playwriting, my brain seems to be neutral. In assessing the situation, I'm thinking here that perhaps it's due to my physical location away from home base where ideas and dialogue seem to flow endlessly. Not that the current atmosphere isn't conducive to writing but the change, at least for me, isn't for the better. In my normal setting, there is a window next to the computer set-up and somehow staring out of the window at the passing scene inspires the part of my brain that produces ideas and concepts. Most of my time these days is spent staring at the computer screen, accompanied by the occasional line or two, which is frequently deleted shortly thereafter. Presumably and hopefully, upon my return to my usual environment, the words will flow like water. Or not.
“I tell my students there is such a thing as ‘writer’s block,’ and they should respect it. You shouldn’t write through it. It’s blocked because it ought to be blocked, because you haven’t got it right now.”
—Toni Morrison
Yup.
By: scriberess,
on 1/15/2013
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I'm in angst - again.
In spite of a concerted effort to finish my "Old Soldiers" play in the hope of entering it in the BBC International Playwriting Radio Competition, I've encountered a new and unexpected problem. Content is fine.
"Now what, Eleanor?" Joe is asking me. "How much longer are you going to keep us waiting?"
I know, Joe! I know!
Today for whatever reason, I decided to check the rules in as far as the number of pages and characters allowed.
"All scripts submitted must be a minimum of 45 pages of A4 paper (or equivalent) and a maximum of 65 pages (note, a rough guide is a minute per page; please read and time your play before you send it). The play should have a maximum of six central characters (there may be up to 3 small "doubling" characters too, who don’t have more than a few lines each). Your script must be accompanied by a short synopsis which outlines the complete story of the play. This must be no more than 400 words."
The way that I view it, there could be and then again, maybe not, more than six main characters. It's all in one's definition of "main characters." Do main characters re-occur throughout the play? How does one define a "minor character?" There are give or take a character, nine characters in total. The play opens with the four old army buddies, who definitely are main characters. Then there are other lesser characters who come-and-go but contribute to the over-all plot of the play, that add up to more than the three doubling characters. Eliminating one or two in my mind, would ruin the flow of the play. Everyone has a part to play - excuse the pun.
I've reached the 45 page mark, which is in itself an accomplishment. Really in a quandry as to how to proceed. Maybe the best thing to do is to finish the play, submit it and put it in the hands of fate. Do I have a choice?
By: scriberess,
on 1/10/2013
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Let me preface my remarks before sharing my views on the movie version of "Les Miserables" that I saw the live version of the play, in addition to watching all the PBS specials over and over again. Love it that much.
There was some reservation on my part upon learning that there was going to be a film version of the popular musical play, which has played all over the world to rave reviews. Knowing that music and singing was the main focus, I naturally assumed that professional singers or at the very least actors with voices that could carry a tune, would be used. Unfortunately not. Instead, and it boggles the mind why the producer/director/whoever went in this direction, unknown actors were chosen for the most part. This in itself wouldn't be detrimental if they could carry a song.
For me, Anne Hathaway had the physical gaunt appearance of Fantine and although I've heard her sing and she can carry a tune, in the movie her voice doesn't make the grade. Even more surprising is that she was nominated for an Academy Award in the Best Supporting Actress category. A big mystery is why Russell Crowe ended up in the movie at all since his presence as Jalvert lent nothing to the role. Perhaps he should limit his vocal abilities to his rock band. The role of Cosette played by Amanda Siefried had the effect, to coin an old phrase, like squeaking chalk on a blackboard. Actually, gritted my teeth at some points. The only performer that was acceptable in my view was Hugh Jackman, nominated for an Oscar in Best Actor category, who seemed to be holding back on his vocals until the mid point of the film. He is a stage and Broadway performer and his experience in this area is obvious in the role of Jean Valjean. Also noted is that Colm Wilkinson, who was in the London and New York production of the play in the role of Jean Valjean, had a cameo role as the Bishop Myriel.
Overall, the movie didn't get started for me until the barricade scene. Until that point, it seemed to drag and plod along and is too long. Loved the chorus and this made the movie somewhat enjoyable as did the visuals. The movie version doesn't even begin to match the stage version and therein lies the problem. Some stories are best left as a play.
By: scriberess,
on 12/2/2012
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A few months ago - seems like longer - I vowed to finish my "Old Soldiers" play, with the intention of entering it (again) in the BBC International Radio Playwriting Competition. The play, based on a short story written a while back, has a magical effect on my psyche and although procrastination has set in, the "gang" is there, calling me.
"So when are you finally going to give us some type of resolution?" one of the characters asks me regularly, just before falling asleep at night."We've been in limbo for years now."
Don't I know it!
The dilemma is deciding upon a plethora of endings and possibilities, and which one would be best suitable for dramatic impact. The characters themselves are well defined and no tinkering is necessary in this area. Then there is the issue of writing for radio.
Radio requires sound effects to propel the story along and although my dialogue is strong (IMHO), not sure whether there is sufficient sound or action. When writing the dialogue, I hear the characters speak and envision their movements but the challenge is how to translate this into audible action.
In any case and for no other reason than to force myself to make a decision, I've decided to choose the ending, good or bad. Since the next deadline would be next April (2013), there is time to work out the details.
The angst of indecision!
Will provide regular updates as to my progress. Where have you read that before?
By: scriberess,
on 11/23/2012
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BARBIE, KEN, G.I. JOE AND THE REST IN PLASTICVILLE
A continuing saga of life among the plastic people
CHRISTMAS SHOPPING AT THE MALL
SCENE: BARBIE'S MANSION. BARBIE is absorbed in writing her Christmas/holiday gift list. The ever-present, GI Joe hovers nearby, hiding behind furniture
BARBIE
(her body in a semi up-right position, accross a chair)
So hard to write up my Christmas gift list like this. If only I was more flexible...
G.I. JOE
(darting out from behind the couch)
You're flexible where it counts, babe
BARBIE
Will you stop hiding behind furniture, Joe, and put down your stupid weapon. Bend me at the waist, please?
(Joe bends BARBIE at the waist)
(BARBIE cont'd) Now, just move my arm up a little and bend my wrist slightly...
(G.I. Joe attempts to move BARBIE's arm and it comes out of its socket)
G.I. JOE
Whoops...don't know my own strength
BARBIE
You've done it again! Now push it back in the arm pit hole...gently now... Joe - the arm is upside down now...
G.I. JOE
Holes are my specialty, y'know!
BARBIE
Don't I know it. I don't need air conditioning with all those openings you've created in my walls. You're totally uncontrollable
G.I. JOE
Thanks. I know. It ain't easy but I manage
BARBIE
So many people to buy for - so little time. Now we have to go to the mall, Joe. Like...try and act normal, 'kay? I don't want a repeat of last year's shopping disaster. Like...frisking all the sales clerks in the lingerie stores?
G.I. JOE
Can't take any chances, babe. The enemy is everywhere besides I bought some of them panty hose, didn't I? Y'know - they're real comfy-like. A little tight around the...
BARBIE
We're meeting up with the Bratz girls so I want you to be on your best behavior. Help me me stand up. It's not easy being a world-wide fashion icon with an unbendable body
G.I. JOE
Your body looks just fine to me, babe. Here - gimme your hand...
(G.I. Joe pulls BARBIE's hand and she goes flying accross the room. Her head pops out along the way)
BARBIE
Now you've really done it!
G.I. JOE
Thanks. It was nothing
BARBIE
Truly! Now gently pick up my head and place it on top of my neck. Don't push down so hard. Ohmygawd! You've messed up my beautiful, blond hair. Bend my arm so I can fix it. Is there no end to the chaos you create?
G.I. JOE
When it comes to chaos - I'm the best at that. By the way - what does chaos mean?
BARBIE
Look at the time! Go bring the jeep around
(the door bell rings)
(BARBIE cont'd.) Like...who could that be? I'm not expecting anyone. We're never going to get to the mall
G.I. JOE
(grabbing his machine gun and hiding behind the couch)
Don't worry, babe. I got'chu covered
BARBIE
Your paranoia is too much
G.I. JOE
Thanks - it ain't easy but I manage. Got it all here (he points to his heade)
BARBIE
Like...really devoid of thought
(BARBIE hops to answer the door)
G.I. JOE
Thanks again
BARBIE
Ken! What are you doing here?
KEN
(holding a surf board)
Hi Barbie! It's me, Ken!
BARBIE
Like...I know who you are, Ken. What are you doing here and are you ever planning to get dressed?
KEN
Hav'ta be prepared for the big waves. I'm here to spend the holidays with you
BARBIE
Just what I need
KEN
I know. We're meant to be together
(G.I. JOE jumps out from behind the couch)
G.I. JOE
Hands up! I heard the enemy might be planning something big. Gotta frisk you, stranger...
BARBIE
Joe - it's Ken. You know Ken!
G.I. JOE
Maybe it is and maybe it ain't
KEN
Let him frisk me. I've got nothing to hide.
BARBIE
Ain't that the truth!
KEN
Did I hear you say you're going to the mall? I love the mall. Santa is at the mall. Last year I asked him for a new surf board. It's going to be such fun. The three of us, together again! Just like the old days!
BARBIE
This is going to be one fun Christmas... Um - Ken...you hav'ta leave your surf board here. It won't fit into the jeep
KEN
But...me and Charlene here - we're a pair. Where I go - she goes
BARBIE
Charlene? You...named...your surf board?
KEN
(caressing the surface of the board)
We do everything together. She even sleeps with me. "I love you, Charlene"
BARBIE
Y'know Joe - you're looking better and better.. You can come Ken but Charlene... I mean, the surf board, stays here
KEN
"I'll be back, Charlene." She's so sensitive. I hav'ta be careful how I talk to her
BARBIE
(shaking her head)
Uh-huh ...sure you do. Now I remember why we broke up
THE THREE LEAVE FOR A TRIP TO THE MALL, G.I. JOE WALKING BACKWARDS, DARTING FROM SIDE-TO-SIDE. KEN WAVING GOOD BYE TO HIS SURF BOARD. BARBIE, WEARING SUN GLASSES, WALKS IN FRONT, HER HEAD DOWN
TO BE CONTINUED...
By: scriberess,
on 10/19/2012
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This is my one and only one-act play. Submitted it to a few places to no avail but I think it's one of my best. Then again, I feel that way about most of my plays. My apologies about the spacing and non-play formatting.
It's a story focusing on patience.
“Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance of justice. Injuries are revenged; crimes are avenged.”
(Samuel Johnson)
Sharing first two scenes. Comments always welcome and wanted. Listing the characters that are in these scenes.
The interior layout of the salon is circa 1950's/1960's. There are two work stations against a wall on which hang two large mirrors. On another wall are two well-worn chairs with two chrome-colored, dome hair dryers attached. It is a salon that exhibits neglect and long past its prime.
An elderly woman sits under one of the dryers.
LILY
SUE ELLEN
SUE ELLEN
SUE ELLEN
LILY
SUE ELLEN
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on 10/18/2012
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SCENES FROM LIFE: A SHORT PLAYETTE
AT THE COFFEE SHOP: THE TEA CUP DILEMMA
SCENE: A popular coffee shop/stand. Woman (TEA LOVER) is standing in long line waiting to order
TEA LOVER
How long do we have to wait to get a lousy tea?
PERSON IN FRONT
Sorry?
TEA LOVER
I was commenting on the slow service, here. Seems like I've been waiting forever
PERSON IN FRONT
Did you say, 'tea'?'
TEA LOVER
Uh-huh. Why?
PERSON IN FRONT
Just sort-of weird that you're ordering tea at a coffee stand
TEA LOVER
How so?
PERSON IN FRONT
I mean, they're known for serving coffee, here
TEA LOVER
So where should we tea drinkers get our beverage of choice? Or perhaps we should drink it only at home?
PERSON IN FRONT
I didn't mean... Wasn't trying to offend or anything...
TEA LOVER
They do serve tea here, ergo, it's a place in which to indulge in a hot cup of tea. Accent on the hot
PERSON IN FRONT
Sor-reee! I was just thinking out loud... Didn't mean anything by it. Look - if you want to order tea, far be it for me to stand in your way. By all means, order tea! Oh look - we're at the front of the line, thank goodness. Have a nice day, lady!
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Can I help you?
TEA LOVER
I certainly hope so but I won't hold my breath
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Sorry?
TEA LOVER
A green tea, please?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Sorry - we're out of green tea
TEA LOVER
Out...of...green...tea... How did this happen?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Well - between you and me, there's not a big demand for green tea so we don't stock a lot of it
TEA LOVER
Tell me - how is your coffee selection? Do you have a lot of blends?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
You name it - we have it! It's our thing!
TEA LOVER
Uh-huh... Obviously, we tea drinkers of the world are of secondary importance to your coffee customers. There appears to be a coffee prejudice at hand, here
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Of course we value, even treasure, our tea drinkers just as much, m'am! Perhaps consider choosing another tea. We're due to re-stock our tea supplies. It's been six months.
TEA LOVER
Okay. How about Earl Grey?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Does he work here?
TEA LOVER
Earl Grey is a tea selection. Very delicate and perfume flavor. Quite delightful, actually
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
I knew that! Just joking! A little tea humor! No - we don't have him - I mean, Earl Grey... Try again
TEA LOVER
Oolong?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Water's boiled. All I have to do is drop in the tea bag...
TEA LOVER
Oolong is another type of tea.
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
(laughing)
I thought you meant how long will it take? No - don't have that kind, either.
TEA LOVER
This is ridiculous! What do you have, she asked stupidly
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
You know - your regular tea bag, orange pekoe I think they call it
TEA LOVER
Oh the angst of having to settle for pedestrian tea! Fine! I'll take it!
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Here or to go?
TEA LOVER
Here of course. How could I possibly walk around holding a mug of hot tea? I could spill it on myself or bump into people
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
No probloem-o. We provide a sleeve for the cup
TEA LOVER
Sleeve?
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
(pouring hot water into a paper cup and dropping in tea bag, and adding a sleeve around top)
Your tea, m'am!
TEA LOVER
(shocked)
Paper cup? One does not drink one's tea in a paper cup
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
What you sees is what you get! If it's good enough for coffee drinkers...
TEA DRINKER
We tea drinkers are a different breed, sir!
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
You can say that again.
TEA DRINKER
I shall report this to cooperate headquarters
(sipping tea)
Paper cup - so uncivilized... This water is not boiled! Look at the foam on top indicating it never came to a full boil!
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
Oh look! Seems that somebody ordered an extra scone and we'll have to throw it away. Perhaps you can help out by taking it off my hands as a gift?
TEA DRINKER
Silly me! My eyes are deceiving me. Not foam at all (removing glasses and cleaning them). My glasses just needed cleaning. Your orange pekoe tea is just delicious, especially accompanied by this scone.
(gives COFFEE SHOP SERVER something in his hand and walks away)
COFFEE SHOP SERVER
A whole quarter! Tea drinkers - all alike!
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on 9/13/2012
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SETTING: A funeral parlor - Early afternoon
AT RISE: A funeral chapel. A group of people chat between themselves while waiting for the service to begin. A coffin is situated on an elevated stand in the middle of the room
FELICIA PEMBROOK, wearing a diaphanous dress, sits on the floor next to a coffin examining her surroundings. Slowly, she examines her body, touching her dress
LIGHTING: Dim lighting, except for a coffin in the middle of the room, which is spot-lit with a white light.
SOUND: somber organ music.
(cont’d) 'Scuse me…hello'?'
Man continues to ignore her, focusing and fixing the inside of the
coffin
(cont’d) Is this a… for real funeral parlor? Shoot! What’s the matter with me? Duh! This is another of Phil’s dumb jokes. Wait ‘til I get him…
Man continues to ignore her
Don’t bother answering me or anything… Fine – suit yourself. I'll find out on my own!
A male (JOSIAH) enters and stands directly behind FELICIA.
He has white hair, is dressed in a white shirt and matching
white pants that glitter
JOSIAH
Perhaps I could be of assistance?
FELICIA
Whoa! What do we have here? A human Christmas tree ornament
SFX: THUNDER CLAP
JOSIAH
I beg your pardon?
FELICIA
Do you come with sound effects, too?
JOSIAH
A suggestion here and take it for what it’s worth but your choice of words could prove to be problematic
FELICIA
You an agent for the grammar police? Do we know each other?
JOSIAH
Excuse me?
FELICIA
A little nervous are we, when I mention “po-lice”? Perhaps you’ve dealt with them on occasion?
JOSIAH
In my business we deal with all types and police officers are very common in my milieu
FELICIA
Not surprising. You earn your living dressed like… that?
JOSIAH
Sorry?
FELICIA
Wigs? Makeup? Do I have to draw you a picture?
JOSIAH
I’m not sure of what you’re getting at…
FELICIA
You don’t have to be shy with me. I’m very liberal minded when it comes to life style choices. Different strokes for different folks I always say
JOSIAH
You mean what I'm wearing. We all wear white where I come from and this glitter sort-of attached itself to me. Don’t quite know why
FELICIA
Is your family okay with all of this?
JOSIAH
They’re very much aware of my work. In fact they rely almost entirely on my input. I’m an important source of information.
FELICIA
You’re not one of those people who – you know - like to get up close and personal with dead bodies.
JOSIAH
If you’re asking me if I mind being present among those that have passed…
FELICIA
Damn! Do I have to spell it out for you
JOSIAH
(staring upward)
'Yes – of course!'
(Cont’d. JOSIAH) Please watch the manner in which you speak. Where I reside that’s one of the words considered an offensive term of reference
(glancing upward)
Something with the ceiling? What is it with you and the way I speak? Hell - it’s none of your damned business
SFX: THUNDER CLAP
JOSIAH
That would be another no-no - a real no-no
FELICIA
Pullleeze! God damn hell…
JOSIAH
You must stop! Is it really necessary to use those words?
FELICIA
It’s my mouth and I can choose what comes out of it. Hell, there have been more than words rolling out but I’ll spare you the details…
SFX: THUNDER CLAP
JOSIAH
(staring up)
‘excuse me Sir – I was just explaining the rules…’
(TO FELICIA)… That “H” word is never mentioned out loud, ever
FELICIA
For your information, words are my bread and butter, so don’t try telling me which one’s I can and can’t use. Hell! Hell! Hell! There! I said and I’m proud to have said it
JOSIAH
(staring upwards)
‘I’m trying Sir – I’m really trying! Yes I know but she’s new at this’
(TO FELICIA) At least consider my cautionary advice?
FELICIA
This is some kind of weird funeral parlor. So many damn rules!
SFX: THUNDER CLAP
FELICIA (cont'd) Can’t do this, can’t do that. Can’t swear - I mean, really, and with all due respect, my words fall on deaf ears in the true sense of the word. Strikes me that you’re familiar with the routine so maybe you can explain. I've been trying to get an angle on how and why I’m here but that that funeral guy over there won’t give me the time of day
JOSIAH
Mr. Postner, the funeral arranger? I can say with absolute certainty that he isn’t even aware of your presence
FELICIA
That’s obvious. It has’ta be this tacky outfit. I don't even own anything like this, so why and how I ended up wearing this rag is beyond me
JOSIAH
I wouldn’t worry too much about these things. In your case it doesn’t make a difference
FELICIA
I don’t want people to think I don’t have anything better. Maybe I should go home and change. Do I have time before the funeral starts?
JOSIAH
Trust me when I tell you that the last thing you should worry about is your clothing choice and as for Mr. Postner here, he’s just doing the job he has to do
FELICIA
Considering it’s his business dealing with dead bodies, the least he could do is be polite and answer me. I’m gonna make sure to tell people not to use this funeral parlor. I bet they charge big bucks, too. Maybe I’ll even write this place up in the paper
JOSIAH
Sad that many people hear the words flow out of my mouth but don't want to listen. Very sad indeed…
FELICIA
Y’know – just an observation but it’s no wonder nobody pays attention to you dressed the way you are. Doesn't exactly inspire confidence especially in this kind of business. I’m getting the impression that you’re connected to this place, am I right? Don't get insulted, mister Josiah person and I'm no fashionista, but have you considered maybe your sparkly outfit is a little over the top for this type of job? Perhaps a dark suit would be a better choice
JOSIAH
Rich and poor, they all end up in the same place…
FELICIA
You're just one happy-crappy guy, aren't you?
JOSIAH
That… person who passed on, she never bothered to reach out to anyone. Lived her entire life satisfying her corporeal needs and her ego
FELICIA
So you do know the corpse. I figured as much. Now how ‘bout sharing that with me so at least it’ll answer why I’m here
JOSIAH
In due time, in due time. So now, have you led an honorable life?
FELICIA
You sound like one of those TV preachers. What’s it your business, anyway, what kind of life I lead?
JOSIAH
I thought being that we’re getting to know each other you wouldn’t mind answering a few of my questions. I’m a very curious person by nature
FELICIA
Some would say nosey. Listen buddy boy – I don’t want to get to know you, got that? I’m here for the funeral and it would be nice to know who in the hell – heck – died. So bug off! Go stand under a Christmas tree or something!
JOSIAH
It wasn’t my intention to offend and if I did, I’m truly sorry. I just wanted to get some sort of idea what type of person you were… I mean, are.
FELICIA
I’m a little up tight with this here situation. So you wanna know about Felicia, huh. I’m not ashamed to say I’m a “been there, done that” kind of female. Isn’t that why we were put on this earth? To experience everything life has to offer?
JOSIAH
To a degree I suppose, but there’s more to it than that. You’re supposed to help your fellow human. If only people would realize when they have the chance that life is not about accumulating riches or… things. What’s important is what a person gives of themselves to make the lives of others happy
FELICIA
A philosophical funeral organizer, too – I am indeed blessed. Shoot! Lemme make this as easy as possible. You gots your users and use-ees. It’s either use or be used and I don’t take no crap from anyone. Ask anyone I work with. They’ll tell you Felicia’s no pushover
JOSIAH
We are all accountable for our actions
FELICIA
I know that I'm gonna be a better person receiving that helpful advice from Mr. Sparkle. Places like this used to give me the creeps whenever I went to a funeral. This one, though, kind of…makes me feel warm. Now don’t get the wrong impression ‘bout me – I’m not one of those funeral groupies or anything that check out the obits for kicks. You know what I mean? People that use funerals as a social occasion? I’m rambling. Maybe it’s a sign that I’m gonna join that corpse soon
JOSIAH
Could be sooner than you think
Female wanders in, stopping every so often to check out the surroundings.
She stares at JOSIAH and smiles at FELICIA
FEMALE
Hi! Nice to see another body here and I mean that in the best sense of course.
FELICIA
It’s about time somebody noticed I’m here!
FEMALE
Know where you’re coming from. Just wish I knew how I ended up here
JOSIAH
But…you shouldn’t be here, my dear. I’m guessing that you’re a friend of Michael?
Man (MICHAEL) dressed entirely in blue with glittering pants rushes in and
places his arm around female’s shoulder
MICHAEL
So there you are! You shouldn’t wander off like that. Come along now…
JOSIAH
You must take better care of your charges, Michael! You’ve been warned about losing your souls. You’ve still got two missing souls unaccounted for wandering the earth. This is not good, Michael!
MICHAEL
I’ve got a search party out looking for them. I mean, what could possibly go wrong with them? After all – they are…
JOSIAH
…better get along now
FEMALE
Nice meeting you. Why can’t I stay and chat with her….
MICHAEL leads female away
FELICIA
Another member of your group, I suppose? So, is this funeral gonna start any time soon? Gotta get back to The Sentinal before those b - bad people steal one of my leads. You seem to know how things are run, here. Can’t you move things along? I mean, those people must have jobs to go back to
JOSIAH
Do any of the mourners look familiar?
FELICIA
FELICIA studies group of mourners
Perhaps… a few strike a familiar chord… Hang on a sec - they're reporters for our newspaper. That must mean I know the stiff in the coffin. Or perhaps you do? Is it… Jack McGrath or Pete Winston? Shoot- tell me it’s not! Don't know how many times I warned them both to slow down, but did they listen? Of course not! What does an old broad like me know
JOSIAH
It's neither one of them
FELICIA
That's a relief 'cause we're the last three old farts left at the paper. We seen 'em come and we seen 'em leave. Some moved on to bigger and better papers and some left in a wooden box. Just like that poor corpse in there
JOSIAH
Don’t worry. You'll know who's in there shortly
FELICIA
This is getting ridiculous! It’s an open coffin for shit’s sake and for some weird reason, I can’t tell whose inside. Take a look at those mourners. A bunch of green kids out of J-school. What do they know about getting a story? People can't write about life without experiencing it and how much could they know at their age? No work ethic. They sit and wait for the phone to ring and take the facts over the phone. Only go after the high profile stories so they can get the byline. Things sure aren’t what they used to be
JOSIAH
The young have to learn the ropes the same way as you did but then they have a lot of time. You certainly experienced life to the fullest, didn't you?
FELICIA
Hey - I didn't need no journalism school to teach me. I had the best teacher - good old trial and error. Made mistakes and paid for them all along the way, but I learned – shit how I learned –
SFX: THUNDER CLAP
JOSIAH
- perhaps another word would be better …
FELICIA
(laughing)
You mean the word, 'shit!' Hey – I shit, you shit, we all shit – that’s nature at work!
JOSIAH
Your sense of humor eludes me
FELICIA
Well ex-cu-sez-moi! They all respect me at The Sentinal, you know. They know better than to cross this old broad. See them newbie reporters using them – whad’ya call them – knee computer crap. Gimme a good, old solid typewriter any day
JOSIAH
You never shared your accumulated knowledge with any of them, Felicia. How come?
FELICIA
You gotta be kidding. Hey – I hadda fight every step of the way to get where I am. Nobody was around to lead me by the hand and that goes for them too. They'll learn the heard way
JOSIAH
There comes a point in one's life when those who go before must pass on their wisdom to others. You obviously never learned that
FELICIA
The only thing I share is bad breath. Just tell me already so I can go home and change out of this outfit
JOSIAH
Somebody you know intimately
FELICIA
That would cover a very long list of guys. Could you gimme a hint, maybe?
JOSIAH
You'll know in due course
FELICIA
All this hush-hush top-secret stuff. If you’re one of those - what do they call them now - grief councilors , I don't need your services. Death doesn't scare me none. No siree. I’m ready to go – not yet of course
JOSIAH
Part of my duties entails helping people through a difficult period of transition. In fact I've never missed a funeral
FELICIA
What does your wife say 'bout you hanging round a funeral parlor day and night…assuming you're married…are you? Married, I mean
JOSIAH
(laughing out loud)
Not quite!
FELICIA
You don't have to kill yourself laughing. It's not such a dumb question. If I was hooked up to someone like you, I'd be wondering about your attraction to a place like this
JOSIAH
I'm sorry. It's not your question that tickles my funny bone. Once all is revealed…well – you'll understand the reason for my amusement soon enough
FELICIA
Is it necessary for you to keep talking in riddles? You keep hinting at…like there's something I should know but don't. I'm getting these flashes…a feeling that our paths have crossed …somewhere. It's like… just out of reach of my consciousness
JOSIAH
We've had a few close encounters in the past, Felicia, but this is the first time we've met one-on-one so to speak
FELICIA
Strikes me that this corpse wasn't too popular in life judging by the few people who showed up to say goodbye. Then again, real friends are hard to come by
JOSIAH
It's actually quite sad. That person believed she –
FELICIA
- so it's a woman -
JOSIAH
As I was saying she assumed she never needed people and in the end, seems that they weren't there for her when she needed them most
Mourner moves to front of room, and stands in front of coffin
FELICIA
'Janice? Hey girl, we were supposed to meet for lunch yesterday! I showed up but where were you?' Janice is my closest friend at the paper
JANICE
JANICE talks to "person" in the coffin
You miserable, lying bitch! At last you made a useful contribution to the world and left it! Good riddance to bad rubbish
FELICIA
‘Is that a way to talk about the dearly departed? Even dead people deserve respect from the living.’ No class but that’s part of who she is and I accept her ‘cause we’re best friends
JANICE touches the coffin and returns to her seat
She's probably pissed 'cause the corpse stole a lead away from her. 'Ya gotta move quickly if 'ya want a byline in our biz. You snooze – you lose. We better take a seat with the rest of them. Looks like everyone from the paper is here so who’s the corpse
FELICIA takes a seat next to JANICE.
ASIDE TO JANICE: You never did have any class, girl.
Turns to the man sitting on the other side of her
Hey Pete-ee! So, how's it goin' with you?
(PETE) ignores FELICIA, talks to the female on his other side
(Cont’d.) Hey - I'm speaking to you. What's with them all, today?
JOSIAH
He can't hear you
FELICIA
Oh please! He hears me all right but he's busy chatting up the new reporter, Chloe Starshine. That guy can't keep his zipper closed around the opposite sex, if you get my drift
JOSIAH
Has it dawned on you, yet, why you're here?
FELICIA
To pay my respects to someone in the print 'biz. What else? You know…I've covered practically every kind of story but I can't ever remember spending the night in a funeral parlor. This is a new one for me and it's about this outfit I'm wearing. I'm assuming I didn't have time to change 'cause I wouldn't be caught dead in this
JOSIAH
(bursts out laughing)
In your state clothes are the last things you should worry about…
FELICIA
I'm happy you find me so amusing. Ssh! I wanna hear the name of the corpse, I mean dearly departed
MINISTER steps behind podium
MINISTER
Friends…
Voice calls out:
'She didn't have any!'
MINISTER
…we are here to bid goodbye to one…
Another voice:
'Good riddance to bad rubbish!'
MINISTER
…a…good reporter and… a good friend and colleague…
FELICIA
At last I'm gonna find out who this mystery person is. Strikes me she sure wasn't liked, but even dead people deserve respect
FELICIA stands up and addresses everyone
'That's no way to speak about the dead, you bunch of parasites. Show some remorse!'
MINISTER
Is there anyone here who has something positive to say, about the departed? A few words would suffice. Surely there must be one person in this entire room that could say a few nice words about the late Felicia Pembrook? Anybody?
FELICIA
I can speak for myself, thank you very much…What's with this "late" crap? What am I late for? A meeting…an interview… I’m sure I checked my agenda…
MINISTER
No one? Then we'll have a quick service for Ms Pembroke and you can all go back to work
FELICIA
Is this guy for real? Let me make this very clear: 'I'm among you, in the flesh! Look at me! I'm sitting right here.'
JOSIAH
I've been trying to tell you…
FELICIA
I know what's going on here. They've all staged this to teach me a lesson. 'Well, it won't work people! I'm on to you all!'
FELICIA
Felicia is here among you! The old witch is alive and kicking. You can't ignore me forever
JOSIAH walks to the front of the room, and stands behind the coffin
JOSIAH
I'm the only person who can see – and hear you
FELICIA
You keep saying that and you expect me to believe it? A guy dressed like a Christmas tree ornament?
JOSIAH
Believe it or not – it's the truth. Haven't you wondered why no one has acknowledged your existence? You know as a reporter you have to deal with the facts and the facts here are undeniable. This will probably be a shocker to you but you-are-dead, my dear!
FELICIA
You're one crazy weirdo! This is just another nightmare - it has to be a nightmare. Must'a eaten a bad rack of ribs. All right… I'm willing myself to wake up now…wake-up…wake-up…c'mon body – get up!
JOSIAH
Come over here and take a peak inside
FELICIA looks hesitatingly inside and jumps back
FELICIA
If this is a bad joke, I don't have a good sense of humor, today. Enough is enough, already. I don't know how you did this, making a person look just like me. It's been a blast but I got things to do, places to go…
Aside to mourners
'Okay you guys. You pulled off the ultimate practical joke. Got me fair and square. I give in…'
JOSIAH
It's you in there for real
FELICIA
(laughing lightly)
Who hired you, huh, and how much did they pay to help pull off this prank? Whatever they gave you – I'll double it to get even
JOSIAH
Money is of no significance and it's the real thing - or you're the real thing
FELICIA
Is this one of those dinner theatre productions and I'm playing myself? That's it, right? Please say it is!
JOSIAH
Trust me when I tell you that you are here in spirit only
FELICIA
Oh I got spirit, all right and it comes straight out'ta a bottle of vodka. You don't happen to have a flask on you? I could really use a shot right now
JOSIAH
Go on - check your body out…
FELICIA runs her hand over her body
FELICIA
It's like I'm touching…nothing
JOSIAH
There is no more Felicia Pembroke as you knew her. In fact you don't really have a body at all. It's a transitory illusion so you can accomplish your job
FELICIA
She paces back and forth in a panic
This isn't real - it can't be - I don't want this to be real! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! See – I don’t always swear. When…how did this happen?
JOSIAH
Your passing occurred two days ago. A massive heart attack while eating a Big Mickey Trio. Died with a french-fry stuck in your throat
FELICIA
Didn't somebody try and give me CPR or something?
JOSIAH
The restaurant staff worked on you but it was your time to go, so nothing helped
FELICIA
If I'm - I can't even say the word, never mind accept it - dead like you say, then what am I doing here? Shouldn't I be…you know…in a heavenly place or something? This sure ain't heaven and I don't hear harps playing anywhere
JOSIAH
(laughing)
Only in films, my dear
FELICIA
Why am I still here? I see people…
JOSIAH
…but they can’t see you. Perhaps an introduction is in order now. Officially, my title is Josiah, Spiritual Adviser – Disembodied Souls Division – we call ourselves the SADD people – a little inside joke
FELICIA
Just…Josiah?
JOSIAH
Just…Josiah. No last names
FELICIA
Okay tell me… Josiah, what I'm supposed to do next? Hang around here and haunt this place?
JOSIAH
It's not quite as simple as that. In most cases a person dies and the soul moves on to wherever it's supposed to go. However, we've run into – how do you say down here – a snag in processing your case to its finality
FELICIA
What kind of snag are we talking about? Not major I’m hoping. I still got things to do
JOSIAH
Actually, this is a little embarrassing. The Judgment Assembly - of which I'm a member – is in charge of processing the paper work and can't decide on the fate of your
soul. There’s a split among a few of us as to whether you really belong with the people of light or…the other side
FELICIA
You're on the good side, right? That means the odds are in my favor
JOSIAH
I'm but one person. Some are of the opinion that your choice of lifestyle doesn't warrant
moving on to the next level
Grabbing a sheet of paper floating down
'Thank you!' Let me see here … At their last meeting, it still appears there’s a split amongst the celestial gatekeepers. The score is five for and five against. A veritable tie
FELICIA
I'm being punished for living a full life? Isn't that what humans are supposed to do?
JOSIAH
There is living…and then there is living. Your time here is supposed to be a learning experience but some do go overboard. That's when we encounter problems, like yours
FELICIA
How was I supposed to know what to do with my life? I just did what I figured was good at the time. If I'd known that it would be held against me down the line, I would've…I would've… Know what? I wouldn't have changed one damn thing…
SOUND: thunderclap
JOSIAH
Please! If you value your future, don't ever use that word. Never speak it out loud. In your precarious situation, it's even more essential that you remember
FELICIA
Being that I've never been dead before…
JOSIAH
Actually, you have but this isn't the time or place to discuss these ethereal issues
FELICIA
…and I'm not a by-the-book person at the best of times, so you know I'm gonna make mistakes, especially being a newbie at this and everything
JOSIAH
Please try holding your tongue when choosing your words - what a peculiar expression that is. Does it help to actually hold a tongue physically, to stop from saying certain things?
FELICIA
I mean, I didn't kill anyone. Well…nobody important. So I accidentally ran over a squirrel or two. Okay, it wasn't that accidental…but there are a lot more of them…
JOSIAH
Not an ideal frame of reference
FELICIA
I did get out of the car and move it to the side of the road. That I didn’t leave it there to rot as road kill for passing crows. should count for something.
JOSIAH
That and the others also came up for review by the way. There are some who need convincing that you can be redeemed
FELICIA
I’m begging, give me another chance to make up for all the things I didn't do and all the things I should have done, and all the bad stuff I did. Look – I can change! Let me prove it to all of you and you'll see that I'm worthy of rehabilitation
JOSIAH
Your time here is over as you experienced it
FELICIA
But you said…
JOSIAH
You assumed that life would be the same as before but that's not possible. A temporary soul-free zone has been negotiated on your behalf in the hope that you can improve yourself and your soul. You’ll be a free agent for six months from this day – no more, no less
FELICIA
Drops to her knees and kisses
JOSIAH’s hand
I'm your humble servant! Your willing slave
JOSIAH
No need for that. I hope you mean what you say because you're probably not going to like what I'm about to tell you
FELICIA
(glancing around)
Will you look at that. They've all gone. Two faced sons of a…
JOSIAH
There is one person who remained
FELICIA
It's just that Chloe Starshine, the air head. She doesn't count. Started working for us - I mean The Sentinal last week. Straight out'ta J-school she is. Believes everything anyone tells her
JOSIAH
Do you think she's got potential as a reporter?
FELICIA
Not unless she toughens up. They step all over her and she doesn't even realize it
JOSIAH
What if…somebody took her under her wing and showed her the ropes?
FELICIA
That person would have her work cut out for her, let me tell you! Hang on – you don't mean… Forgetaboutit! No way! Uh-uh!
JOSIAH
If that's your final decision then I better get in touch with the group…
FELICIA
Do they allow blackmail where you come from?
JOSIAH
I'm merely the messenger. I believe I made a joke
FELICIA
So you're not giving me a choice here, are you?
JOSIAH
You still have free will. I'm just explaining how things work
FELICIA
It would take a lot of time and even then, I don't know if she's got what it takes to succeed in this biz
JOSIAH
Then you'll have your work cut out for you. Just keep in mind how you felt when you first started at the paper. How scared you were…how much easier it would have been if somebody had been there to take you by the hand and lead the way
FELICIA
Cheesh – the kid is crying, for heaven's sake. 'Get a grip, girl!'
CHLOE moves to the front of the room. She touches the coffin,
caressing the sides and runs out exiting
JOSIAH
See? There was a person who genuinely cared for you
FELICIA
Go figure and she only knew me for a month. So what comes next?
JOSIAH
She's meeting your co-workers at a bar you frequent. "Down Time" I believe it's called…
FELICIA
…I wish I had a cent for all the bucks in tips I slipped across the counter at that place. I would have been a millionaire for sure. A scotch rocks would suit me fine right now…at least I think I’d like it…I'm not sure anymore
JOSIAH
There's no more need for - how shall I put it - earthly indulgences
FELICIA
But say if I really felt like a drink…
JOSIAH
You'll find your taste buds non-existent
FELICIA
I could indulge, right? And I won't get drunk or hung over?
JOSIAH
Hangovers are a thing of the past as are earthly desires
FELICIA
Listen, do I get to choose a younger body, maybe? That would be a big boost to my ego
JOSIAH
Don't push things
FELICIA
Are we leaving?
JOSIAH
If you'll follow me…
FELICIA
How would I do that, now?
JOSIAH
I keep forgetting that newcomers are earth-bound. Close your eyes …
JOSIAH snaps his fingers and they fade into nothingness
By: scriberess,
on 9/5/2012
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Whereas the playwright has a conversation with the main character of "Old Soldiers", JOE MCKENNA
PLAYWRIGHT
Joe! You old son-of-a-...gun. How are things going with you?
JOE MCKENNA
Cut the crap, Eleanor. You know very well I'm looking for direction
PLAYWRIGHT
You mean, you're lost? How so?
JOE MCKENNA
You keep changing my focus so often, I'm getting dizzy. When are you gonna make up your mind once and for all?
PLAYWRIGHT
It's not for lack of trying. I start out in one direction and then suddenly realize that I'm sending you on a wild goose chase
JOE MCKENNA
How well I know that! Now what are you gonna do with my army buddies? They're obviously important since you put them in the first scene
PLAYWRIGHT
That's the dilemma right now. I love their characters and I love the dialogue that flows out of their mouths, but they have to have something to offer in the way of justification
JOE MCKENNA
They're my friends. That's all they need
PLAYWRIGHT
True...but I want their input to be meaningful. To have an impact on the story. Do you like where they're at now?
JOE MCKENNA
Can't really say for sure - yet. It could work and then again the whole damn thing could fall apart
PLAYWRIGHT
What about the new characters?
JOE MCKENNA
Potential...they could be interesting.
PLAYWRIGHT
Well, if all goes according to plan, they will all have impact on each other
JOE MCKENNA
Sorry - I don't get it
PLAYWRIGHT
Hopefully, as time goes on, you will
JOE MCKENNA
Promises...promises...
PLAYWRIGHT
Trust me
JOE MCKENNA
Do I have a choice? Gotta leave. I have a feeling the guys are meeting up at the pub. 'I'm comin' fellas...I'm comin'! We are, right?
By: scriberess,
on 9/4/2012
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The "Old Soldiers" keeps marching along, slowly but surely.
"Old Soldiers" status update for those who have been keeping up with the continuing saga of a writer attempting to finish her short play.
Added some more dialogue/content to the play, yesterday. Read the play through in its entirety and it definitely held my interest. As expected, there were some necessary small - accent on the small - adjustments to be made. Still not sure if the play is adaptable for radio, though. That decision will be made once the play is completed.
The play is taking on a life of its own and the latest revision is leading me in a different direction. I've already changed the ending a few times in my mind and the latest update is giving me food for thought and something to chew on (sorry about the puns). I'm at the point where Joe (main character) has had a fateful meeting with two new characters, who could change his mind-set about his self-appointed task. One of the new characters is a young boy and I want to use him as a positive influence.
Meanwhile, I'm sort-of using his army buddies as a comic foil tagging along for the ride unbeknownst to Joe. Given their friendship and shared past, it seems only logical that they would be part of the conclusion.
Thing is...the writing comes in spurts as my muse dictates. Sometimes it works and sometimes it don't but when it does as I've frequently shared, it's magic!
By: scriberess,
on 8/25/2012
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SCENES FROM LIFE: A SHORT PLAYETTE
AT THE SUPERMARKET - KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE FRIES
SCENE: A SUPERMARKET. Customer approaches the supermarket clerk, who is placing items on a shelf.
CUSTOMER
Hello? I have a problem
CLERK
Is it something on one of these shelves?
CUSTOMER
Um - no. Not really...
CLERK
Then it's not my responsibility
CUSTOMER
(looks around, leaves and then returns to speak to same clerk)
I don't seem to be able to find any other clerks. Perhaps you could help...
CLERK
What food item is it?
CUSTOMER
French fries
CLERK
Really can't help you if they're frozen
CUSTOMER
Duh! Do they come any other way? What I want to know...
CLERK
(focusing on stacking cans on shelves)
Sorry. You'll hav'ta speak to someone who works in that section
CUSTOMER
Look - if I could find someone who works for this store in the frozen food section, I would have gone to her or him, but unfortunately there's nobody to be found or seen
CLERK
That's 'cause they're all on their break
CUSTOMER
(looking at watch)
It's 1 p.m. They just came back from lunch for heaven's sake!
CLERK
Yeah but the union rules are afternoon breaks start at 1 p.m.
CUSTOMER
One shudders to think about the actual working hours here. At least listen to my problem ...
CLERK
Can't
CUSTOMER
Why not?
CLERK
I'm a stacker
CUSTOMER
Slacker would be a better description
CLERK
Huh - what? Us stackers have our own areas to cover. We just can't go over to another section and hone in on somebody else's territory
CUSTOMER
Of course. I'm so un-supermarket savvy. Okay. What time are their breaks over, she asked, wondering what the world is coming to these days
(clerk checks watch)
CLERK
They'll be back any minute now. Perhaps if you hang out at the frozen fries section...
CUSTOMER
Silly me! Of course I should, as you so quaintly phrase it, hang out in the frozen section. I just love freezing my...
CLERK
Gotta leave. Break time
(Clerk takes off. Customer goes to refrigerated section)
CUSTOMER
Excuse me - I wonder if you could assist me
CLERK 2
What's the item?
CUSTOMER
It concerns fries
CLERK 2
Fresh or frozen?
CUSTOMER
Does it make a difference and since when do you sell fresh fries?
CLERK 2
Can't really say since I'm an egg man myself...
CUSTOMER
...I know - and you can't discuss fries. So tell me - who can?
CLERK 2
Frozen products clerk over there
CUSTOMER
Where? You mean this person really exists in reality?
(Customer moves over to frozen foods)
CUSTOMER
I have a problem with frozen fries
CLERK 3
Returns are at the front counter
CUSTOMER
I only wish I had frozen fries to return. If you check your gigantic freezer, there are no 'Yummy Fries' to be found
CLERK 3
That's 'cause we have a big special on them
CUSTOMER
They just went on sale yesterday for heaven's sake! How could you sell them out, already?
CLERK 3
People buy them to stock up
CUSTOMER
That shouldn't be allowed, y'know. What about the rest of us who want a package or two? What about OUR needs?
CLERK 3
Get a rain check at the front
CUSTOMER
A rain check won't do it. I need them for a barbeque tonight
CLERK 3
There are other brands you can buy
CUSTOMER
They're more expensive. Perhaps go check in the back? Things always seem to magically appear from the back storage room...
CLERK 3
My mom makes really yummy fries from scratch. You could try that too
CUSTOMER
Well goody for your mom. About those sale fries, now? What are you gonna do about them?
CLERK 3
Rain check is all we can offer
(Clerk 3 listens to message over loud speaker)
Gotta go. They want me in produce
CUSTOMER
Before you disappear and being that we're sort-of friends and I'm a long-time shopper here, how about giving me the fries that aren't on sale, at the sale price. We can keep it between us - nobody has to know. I won't tell if you won't
CLERK 3
You'll have to talk to the person in charge of the frozen food. I'm not allowed to make big decisions like that
CUSTOMER
Why am I not surprised. Now this frozen head person, where would one find him or her?
CLERK 3
You can't
CUSTOMER
And why not, she asked stupidly
CLERK 3
He's on vacation. Won't be back 'til next week
CUSTOMER
Know what? Forget about it! I'll take a bag of the fries that aren't on sale
(CUSTOMER walks to front counter)
COUNTER CLERK
Can I help you?
CUSTOMER
Probably not. I'd like a rain check?
COUNTER CLERK
No can do
CUSTOMER
And this would be because...?
COUNTER CLERK
We ran out of rain checks. We ordered a new stack but they won't be in 'til tomorrow
CUSTOMER
You can't have run out of rainchecks! It's not legal
COUNTER CLERK
There's a big special on frozen fries. People want rain checks so they can stock up
CUSTOMER
This is outrageous! I'm reporting this to...to...head office!
COUNTER CLERK
They already know. They're the one's who supply us with rain checks
CUSTOMER
It's all very simple. I require those sale fries for a barbeque I'm having tonight. What are you gonna do to help?
COUNTER CLERK
You can have that bag of Mrs. Frys Fries at the same price as the sale fries
CUSTOMER
Why don't you specify that with a sign in the empty space that once held the frozen sale fries? You would make my shopping so much easier, not to mention keep my blood pressure down
COUNTER CLERK
Nobody asked me before.
CUSTOMER
I'd like three bags
COUNTER CLERK
Not possible. Only two per customer. We don't wanna run short and then have to offer a rain check and...
CUSTOMER
...I know. You don't have any more rain check pads. Shopping has become much too complicated these days... Tell me - is there really a supervisor of the frozen fries section?
COUNTER CLERK
Neh! We just tell people that
By: scriberess,
on 8/2/2012
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Just reading over "Old Soldiers" to evaluate the remaining dialogue to be written and experienced that "I like this!" click in my head. I've already shared some of the play in this blog before but since I'm feeling mellow and pleased with myself, here is another taste of the play.
To set up the scene: Joe and his friends are waiting for the arrival of Al, who is supposed to join them. They are getting increasingly concerned and speculating as to the reason for his not being there yet. Chuck is the bartender. Comments always welcome, by the way.
By: scriberess,
on 7/29/2012
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Playwright is depressed. At this point in time with less than a week to go, my "Old Soldiers" may get a year older. In spite of an intensive thrust or effort to finish the BBC Radio International Playwriting competition entry, there is still some i.e. about 12 pages, work to be done.
"For heaven's sake, Eleanor...this is not the first time you've delayed entering the competition!" my inner playwright/muse is telling me.
Unfortunately very true. One of my main problems is having to add sound effects. It means, at least in my mind, that there has to be a lot going on and Old Soldiers is dialogue-heavy. When re-reading newly added dialogue, there doesn't seem to be a reason or place for a sound.
In any case, let's say...the play was completed at this point. It would not be edited yet and to enter a competition for the sake of entering is not a good idea. All that work and believe me there was a lot of work and focus on writing the play, would be for nothing.
So once again, I'm farklempt, at least at this point, having not reached my goal of entering a play. Perhaps taking a story and converting it into a radio play wasn't a realistic option. Really - I don't know. Unless there is an extension, I'm out of it for this year. Again.
By: scriberess,
on 6/8/2012
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SCENES FROM LIFE; A SHORT PLAYETTE
AT THE HAIRDRESSER: THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT
SCENE: SMALL HAIR STYLING SALON. HAIRDRESSERS ARE BUSY CAUGHT UP WITH DOING CLIENT'S HAIR. CLIENT E WALKS IN.
CLIENT E
Hi! Know I'm early as usual...
PENNY (HAIRDRESSER)
It's the friggin' phone again...never stops ringing...'THROW IT AGAINST THE WALL, PETER!'
CLIENT E
I see you're busy. I'll just go next door and look around..
PENNY
No stay! I've got another client coming at 3 o'clock...and another one a half hour later... Look at my book - full up! They expect me to do miracles! If I can't fit them in, I can't fit them in! What do they want from me?
PETER (MALE HAIRDRESSER)
'Pen - phone for you!'
PENNY
'Screw the phone!' Sit down E - I'll dye your hair in between customers. I have a cut and we'll work between the cut
(client sits down in chair. PENNY places plastic poncho around client's shoulders)
CLIENT E
You seem stressed. Your tooth again?
PENNY
Had root canal work. That was painless compared to what I go through here sometimes!
PETER
'Penny - for you again!'
PENNY
Tell them...tell them I'm dead! No don't say that. It's bad luck and I'll end up not going on vacation. Just say anything! I don't care! (aside to Client E) Sorry dear - I'm like, sooo exhausted
CLIENT E
Anybody in particular got you uptight?
PENNY
All of them! At least a lot of them They drive me nuts! Really!
CLIENT E
Hmmmmm...I can imagine. Must get hairy sometimes. Hey look! I made a hairdresser joke...
PENNY
...I'm gonna become a dog groomer. That's what I'm gonna do... No stress in that job. Yeah...maybe I should become a dog groomer...
MARIA (ANOTHER HAIRDRESER)
She's right! They do drive us crazy sometimes
PETER
'Whad'ya want me to say?'
PENNY
Give me the phone already...Hello? Uh-huh...let me check my appointment book... No - I can't take you at 2 o'clock on Wednesday. I'm full up... There is no way...I'm looking at this week's appointment book... What? Next week? Ohhhhhh...you didn't say that...then there's lots of room. Why don't you have a morning appointment...
(PENNY rolls her eyes)
PENNY
Dear - sweetie - I'm going to check and call you back...I'm doing a customer's hair...I have your number - oh do I have your number! Bye - call you back soon. Don't worry - I won't forget about you
BELLA (another client)
Rinse me, please!
PENNY
Bella hon - I just put the dye on fifteen minutes ago. It's not time yet
BELLA
Seems like you put it on an hour ago...
PENNY
(quietly and patiently)
No sweetie - just fifteen long minutes ago! Now why don't go back and read a nice magazine!
BELLA
I read them all and anyway, they're five years old. Are you sure you just put on the dye?
PENNY
(quietly, staring down at the floor)
Trust me...
(BELLA walks back to the seating area)
PENNY
...said the spider to the fly... 'Maria! What's the number of the vet?'
CLIENT E
You wouldn't...would you?
PENNY
Who knows! Thank goodness I'm going on a vacation in three weeks but it will seem like forever! Same color like always?
CLIENT E
Same as usual. Where you going?
PENNY
Cuba. Maybe they need a good groomer for dogs and cats there
CLIENT E
Cats don't need grooming. They do that themsleves
PENNY
So - maybe I'll start a new trend or something
PETER
(laughing)
'Penny - phone for you! It's your favorite client!'
PENNY
No! Not Mrs. H! Tell her...I left or something<
By: scriberess,
on 6/12/2012
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Progress at last with "Old Soldiers"!
Now that the art show preparations and show itself is over, I made the decision to give painting a rest, at least for the summer. Thing is that focusing on two different creative mediums at the same time leads to the detriment of one. In this case it was my playwriting, ergo, time to put all my energy into playwriting.
Anybody who follows my playwriting blog is familiar with my moaning-and-groaning, ranting and raving about my stagnant state in as far as the "Old Soldiers" play for radio project is concerned. I'm pleased to report and share that I've added three - count 'em - three scenes today. Still finding it difficult to ensure that there are sufficient sound effects to help carry the story line but there is progress in this area also. While writing, I'm still getting the feeling that it lends itself more to film or TV than radio but I'm not going to make any changes, at least while I'm on a roll. Oh sweet heaven it feels so good to be on a roll again!
While storing my art materials in the supply cupboard, I decided to clean out my writing box. A long time ago as a young mom when I first began writing, I wrote a film script using Syd Field's how-to book. Actually, the end result, "Skate!" was, at least in my humble opinion, quite good. There were many re-writes and today came accross a few versions languishing at the bottom of the box and removed them to the top of the pile. It's been a long time since I last read it and it will be interesting to get a new and fresh perspective many years later. Will share my findings of course.
Back to my current project, so far - so good. Somehow it just feels right and I'm taking that as an omen. You takes your omens as you finds them.
By: scriberess,
on 6/14/2012
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"So tell us - how's the "Old Soldiers" re-write coming along these days, Eleanor?"
Actually, I'm pleased to report that real progress is being made. I've written three new scenes but the challenge is, as to be expected, the sound effects. In writing a play specifically geared for radio production, I try to imagine myself listening to the words and letting the sound effects move me along . Sort of watching TV without the visuals.
"Do you think you'll make the deadline this time?"
Obviously, this is my main thrust and goal. If - and I say 'if' - the play is deemed not ready - at least the end result will be a new play and a new medium for me. Planning to check the BBC guide to radio featured on their site to ensure that it's heading in the right direction.
"You mentioned a children's film script that you wrote..."
It's been a long time since the last read-through and it's time to see if it still has legs. Going back, I finished the script along with a lot of re-writes but never submitted it anywhere. Why? Plain, old, basic, fear. It's that old loss of control thingie. As mentioned, will share my findings - and gut feeling, here.
So right now I'm returning to watch Joe make his way to the ceremonies along with his friends trailing close behind, watching. As am I.
By: scriberess,
on 6/23/2012
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Still working on the "Old Soldiers" re-write. Today tweaked some more dialogue that didn't feel right or fit into the scenario. Getting stuck or hung up on the time line and trying to make the flow of action logical. Caught an error in that if the remembrance ceremony takes place in the afternoon, the opening in the bar where they're discussing life can't take place in the evening.
Working on a few possible scenarios:
- Joe goes to the park before ceremony to where he and Percy played checkers/chess
- Joe meets up with Percy's grandson and daughter at the park
- The strong bonds of friendship between Joe and his friends.
Thinking over the antagonist/protagonist angle and how or if it will work. Did someone say it was easy to write a radio play?
Will share more as the thoughts come together - hopefully.
By: scriberess,
on 6/25/2012
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Still more progress on "OLD SOLDIERS" - be still my beating heart!
Can't believe I'm writing this but still more progress today.
"So what's happening with "the" play, Eleanor?"
Well...I'm now up to scene 4 or as I number it, Scene IV and even sharing this reality is quite unnerving. I'm always afraid that my writing "roll" will come to an abrupt end.
"Did you amend the time line that concerned you the other day?"
Managed to make some necessary changes to dialogue that fixed this problem.
"So where are you now?"
I"m at the point where Joe is re-visiting the park before the ceremonies take place. Following close behind in the true sense of the word, are his pub pals who have decided to tag along.
"What is it about this play that has such a hold on you?"
The original short story was based on an interview I did with a veteran for a newspaper column. Thinking about his experiences as I wrote the article, the story formed in my mind. Joe McKenna could be any old soldier who has lived a long - maybe too long - life. He feels embittered by his current existence and wants to make a symbolic gesture of his feelings.
More updates to follow - hopefully she wrote.
By: scriberess,
on 7/4/2012
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My "Old Soldiers" are getting antsy and so am I. A few weeks to go to finish up their story and I'm experiencing a slight case - not full...yet - of panic.
I've been adding dialogue regularly and am satisfied with the progression of the story line. My concern, however - it's always the 'howevers' in life that will get you - is the lack of sound effects. Normally, my focus would be on the dialogue but given the nature of the medium, obviously sound plays an important part. The dialogue itself (IMHO) is good, I'm satisfied with the character development and the scenes are logical. But...
"So explain the problem(s) and/or concerns for us, Eleanor."
The first scene takes place in a pub and sound effects include the buzz of people chatting, glasses clinking, a juke-box producing music. That's it, folks! Suggestions here would be appreciated!
Subsequent scenes focus on the "gang of three" i.e. Joe's friends, studying Joe from afar from their vantage point in a small sports car, Joe's conversation while travelling on the bus and talking to friends at a park.
Haven't decided yet which scenario to follow leading to the finale. There are three possibilities and I can't make up my mind which one to pursue. Another concern is that for whatever reason, didn't note that the play has a 55 page limit and I was working on a 70-odd page limitation. The play as I write it, is taking on a life of its own and I'm not sure it can be completed as a radio play in the alloted time.
"So what's the probability of it being adaptable for a radio play?"
It could go either way depending on which route so to speak, it goes. Meanwhile, there are choices to be made and decision to be taken. Will share more thoughts as they occur.
By: scriberess,
on 7/12/2012
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The end is near for Joe McKenna, in more ways than one. My short play, "Old Soldiers" is reaching a finale, I'm thrilled to report.
"So when did this all occur, Eleanor?"
For whatever reason - desperation to make a deadline springs to mind - I've been adding material/dialogue over the past two weeks. Periodically, there have been re-checks and tweaking to ensure that the flow of words "sounds" natural and things make sense. Overall, things are progressing at a good speed.
"Do you think you can make the deadline?"
I'm aiming for this but one never knows. There is still one existing problem as I view it.
"And that would be...?"
A very serious issue, actually, which is insufficient sound effects. Rather than angst over this issue, I'm focusing on the story and dialogue and then re-examine and add after (she wrote hopefully).
"How many more pages left to write?"
Approximately twenty pages, which will focus on Joe's stand to make a point, his meeting with a young boy and Joe's three friends. In other words, the wind up to the story. Still not sure whether all the above-mentioned aspects will be included, It depends on the amount of space.
Did I mention I'm pleased with myself?
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Submission mode is my current state as well. Submitting poems and fiction because no matter how hard I try I just can't write a good script... Yet... Good luck!
Hi Katrina,
Aren't we always in this mode, in the hope of hitting p(l)ay-dirt? As creators, our muse(s) compel us to write so hang in there. Thanks for the comment. Much appreciated.
Eleanor