Mayfair - more pages...

So, with deadlines past and urgency at an all time high, I am cranking out new pages for The Mayfair Affair.  I went off to a local coffee shop to write this afternoon - one that, thankfully, password protects its wireless (they change it daily, I think, but will tell you the new password if  you ask the barista).  So I didn't ask for the pw, which means I actually hunkered down and WROTE.  I hit a nice stop point around page 42, which might be the end of act one.

Some of what I have right now is really funny - which is the point, I suppose - but I already know it will need to get tighter as I move forward with the next pass.  Hopefully, I will have a whole draft before the end of this weekend.

Our expectation is to cast this play in the beginning of December (which is next week), and have a reading with the cast before we all go away for Christmas - which will mean finding a time during final exams.  No pressure.  That will then give me the material with which to rewrite over the holidays and have a new draft by the time rehearsals begin in January.

This is a crazy schedule, I am well aware...

Another one tweet play

OK, so this time, they wanted the one tweet play to take place in a slaughterhouse.  I'm really liking the challenge of doing the one tweet plays - it's a fun exercise, especially if I only give myself a few minutes to do it.  I'll probably keep doing them, so I may stop posting them for a while.

#tp141 A finishes slicing a side of beef. B enters. A climbs onto the table. A: make it quick? B: why? C: one day you'll ask the same favor.

One Tweet Play

So, I participated in a One Tweet Play hashtag set up by the NY Neo-Futurists - a theatre group that puts on a new sketch show every week.  While I think they put everyone's play up on their website, I still felt good that mine was up there.  It had to have the hashtag, and be set in the woods.  Mine's toward the bottom of the page.

I'm hoping to do more of them - it was kind of fun to crank one out in about 10 minutes, most of the work was trying to fit an actual story or moment into 140 characters.

By the way, my play was:

#tp140 1: u brought me here 2: I'm lost 1: which means u lost me 2: can we survive these woods 1: so far from home 2: my home is with u