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Nov 14, 2006
Nov 13, 2006
a scene
here is a scene from my new play. first draft as
always. this time it's in response to the joshua
james challenge.
always. this time it's in response to the joshua
james challenge.
http://playwrightjoshuajames.com/dailydojo/?p=225
(In the desert, JONES and SARAH)
JONES
I've been wanting to talk to you?
SARAH
Oh?
JONES
Yeah.
SARAH
What about?
JONES
I've seen you looking at me.
SARAH
What do you mean?
JONES
You know what I mean.
SARAH
What do you mean?
JONES
It's OK. You don't have to pretend. I know how you
feel and I dig it.
SARAH
You dig it?
JONES
Yeah, because I have a soft spot for you. This kind
of thing happens to me over and over in my life.
People fall in love with me. I'm used to it. It's
become a bit of a theme for me. Although it never has
worked out. Sometimes it will work out for a while
but in the end, it never works out because when it
comes down to it, I never feel the same way about them
as they feel about me. Which is how this is different
though. Because I have strong feelings for you.
SARAH
You do?
JONES
I want you to know however strongly you feel about me,
I feel just as strongly about you, or almost as
strongly in any case. It's the way you laugh… more
than anything it's that. The way you laugh, I feel
that all inside me. And I just know. I'm not really
sure why. It's the volume of your laugh maybe or the
snide thing you say before it that adds to it. The
way your face crinkles up. I'm not sure what exactly
but it grabs me by the throat and squeezes everything
out of me. You could kill with that laugh.
SARAH
Thanks.
JONES
Yeah, so I just though you should know. You don't
have to hide the way you feel. Because I feel that
way too and maybe from now on we could find more ways
to spend time together alone like this getting to know
each other better.
SARAH
Yeah, see . . .
JONES
You don't have to say anything. I can see it in your
eyes.
SARAH
I think I should say something though.
JONES
You don't have to though. Don't say a word. Just
close your eyes.
SARAH
Um.
(JONES kisses SARAH)
SARAH
Oh.
JONES
You can do better than that. Let's try that again.
(JONES leans in and SARAH pushes him away.)
SARAH
I don't think so.
JONES
What? Too much tongue?
SARAH
No. Yes. The thing is that I don't really feel that
way about you.
JONES
You don't have to pretend.
SARAH
I'm not pretending. It's just that you're not really
like the kind of guy I usually date.
JONES
Well I am one of a kind.
SARAH
That's not what I mean.
JONES
You aren't serious that you're not into me.
SARAH
There's someone else I have feelings for.
JONES
What, like back home? Because back home is far far
away.
SARAH
Here.
JONES
But I'm the only man around any woman could seriously
consider.
SARAH
Except Hank.
JONES
Yeah but . . .
SARAH
And I'm sorry it won't work out for us but I have to
say I am impressed with your confidence. It's
inspiring. In fact, I think I should follow your
example.
JONES
Yeah but—
SARAH
I've waited long enough. I need to tell him how I
feel. Don't you think?
JONES
Yeah, but he's gay.
SARAH
No, he's not. Hank?
JONES
Oh, come on, you seriously don't know that he's gay?
SARAH
But gays aren't allowed in the military.
JONES
Sarah, seriously. You don't know that he's gay?
SARAH
I know the way he looks at me.
JONES
I know the way he looks at me.
SARAH
You're wrong.
JONES
OK.
SARAH
You just see. He's going to marry me and then you'll
see.
JONES
Oh, like that will prove it.
SARAH
You'll see. I will tell him how I feel about him and
then he and I . . .
JONES
Listen, the only way either of us is going to have any
sex is if we're fucking each other.
SARAH
I'm going to go find Hank.
JONES
If you're honest with yourself, really honest, I think
you'll find that you're really into me.
SARAH
I don't feel that way about you.
JONES
Really?
SARAH
I just don't.
JONES
I think you do.
SARAH
(Exiting)
No.
JONES
(Following her out)
Oh, come on. Really? Well, we can still have sex.
Hey, Sarah, we can still have sex! Come on!
Nov 11, 2006
plays written
>From time to time i like to write down all the plays
I've written. I feell like I may have forgotten one
but for the life of me i can't remember what it is or
when I wrote it.
I've written. I feell like I may have forgotten one
but for the life of me i can't remember what it is or
when I wrote it.
i started writing plays sometime in college. i think
it's safe to assume I've been writing plays for about
10 years now, 7 or 8 of them seriously. i guess i
average somewhere in the realm of 2 full lengths a
year although there are years with only one and last
year there were 3. Here is my list.
Long Plays
1. The Backstage Camel
2. Hotel West
3. Deflowering Waldo
4. Cats and Dogs
5. The Relationship Game
6. Someone I Don't Know
7. Open Minds
8. The Art Machine
9. Anne
10. Nerve
11. Pretty Theft
12. One Wednesday at West Haddam High
13. Food For Fish
14. Herbie: Poet of the Wild West
15. Incendiary
16. Bee Eater
17. Never Again
Plus 6 one acts, 25 or 30 short plays, 1 screenplay
and another co-written screenplay. Not to mention the
reams of started and discarded plays.
Some people think i write a lot. It feels to me
always that I'm not writing fast enough.
Nov 10, 2006
Nov 6, 2006
PLAYWRIGHT
I've discovered something recently. My subconscious mind doesn't register the novel I'm trying to write. All the time it wants me to work on plays. It doesn't think I'm a novelist and so it is not impressed with time spent working on the novel.
i'm not sure what to do about this. i could try and convince it i guess that novel writing is writing too but it may be a hard thing to convince it of. Especially since noveling doesn't offer the form of thearapy that writing plays does. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's more work or maybe somewhere so deep in me i have told myself i have to be writing a play all the time adn now that's all I can accept. It's like there is an invisible tattoo on all my organs that says playwright and subsequently the novel writing does not feel like progress.
Or maybe I'm just in a funk again because I just finished a play and i forget that i always have this moment of happiness followed by a funk that the play is over and exists and by existing some of the doors of what it can be have been closed and it just is something now.
in any case, i want to start another play right this second to get out of this funk and that may be what i do. because writing a novel is not helping. although i don't want to stop the novel so i may take on the dubious task of trying to write a novel and a play at the same time.
i'll let you know how it goes.
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