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Something I’m proud of.
When I was in my freshman year of high school, there was a competition that you could submit an original play to be put in by our school.
I wrote a lay about a lady coming out as asexual to her childhood best friend.
I worked hard on it and submitted it on time and waited for a response.
And it absolutely made my day when I got the notification that my play had been selected!
My play was put on as a fully student run production and is on YouTube in a compilation of the winning plays from that year.
That is something I’m proud of.
“I hate writing”
- I an aspiring playwright says, staring at the blinking cursor on a blank screen.
(Someone put me down before I crash out)
Being a theatre major is so weird because why is my assignment to write a play from the perspective of the block of wood in pinnochio and why did the sentences “What if the block of wood gaslights Pinnochio” and “The block of wood learns how to fly and stops Pinnochio from burning down the house” leave my mouth. Anyways, the play is set in 2005 and my block of wood wants to possess Pinnochio so he can become a pilot.
It’s about a Robot and an Alien at a “How to act like a human workshop” there’s a lot more to it, but for the sake of time conservation, I’ll leave it at that.