A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-One-Hundred-And-Seventeen

I think I may have decided on what I want to do for this new play which is a different direction than I had been considering.  A while back, I wrote a piece which another writer suggested might be a good base for a play.  At the time, while I agreed with them, I wasn't yet ready to tackle the project, and hadn't really put together how to make it work in my head.  Now, though, I think I might see a way to put it together.  The first idea that came to me in adapting it is to just take what already exists and shift it into a play form with a narrative chorus that play the characters.  I am going to play with that, but I am also thinking that their might be a way to condense into a single scene that extemporizes much of the rest of the story.  It may be that I can find a way to hybridize those two approaches, or that a new concept of how to put this together emerges.  The original piece is satirical and absurd, telling a story about a man driving the business he inherited from his father into the ground with paper airplanes.  I can think of ways to condense some of it, and I need to limit the number of characters, but I think I can make it work in a way that will be good.  Of course, the more I consider it, the more I start second guessing myself, but I suppose that, too, is natural.  I have limited time, so I need to get to work.  The most important thing is probably not what I write, but what I am able to bring to it in the process of developing it.

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