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

 The new play is coming together, at least in terms of the actual concepts and how to make it work.  I've yet to do a lot of the actual writing, but I feel alright about that, to be honest.  I didn't feel that I was aware of the characters and motivations, but now I've got a better grasp on that, and even though I've not put anything into writing in a formal way, I have run through any number of scenes and can hear the characters in dialogue with each other in my mind.  I think much of it is actual already composed, but I still have one or two aspects of it that are not quite clear to me, in terms of the starting motivations for certain characters that drive the situation of the play to its start.  See, the main action concerns a couple seeking some financial assistance, and I am still working out the specifics behind their need.  I have a few ideas for it, or at least for some of it, but I am not quite sure, though, as I write this, it is coming to me, more and more, again in a bit of an exchange.  I think I have a good sense of what I want happening in the play, and the concept at the heart of it feels interesting and unusual enough, with a sort of strange and intense quality built in.  Of the various ideas I have played with, it feels the most formed and the most suitable for what I think I want to submit for this opportunity.  I feel quite enthused, though I know I have a great deal of work to still do and not much time to complete it.

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