I mean … I know the play ends. I wrote it. But … I forget other people might feel things …
SERIOUSLY? ARE YOU FOR REAL.
YOU KNOW I HAVE MORE EXPERIENCE THAN YOU, ALSO I DIDN’T ASK
WHEN I START TO HEAR THAT ‘SPAINING, MAN - THIS IS WHAT I DO
SO YOU CAN SAVE IT. SAVE ITTTTT.
WITH YOUR BIG OLE FACE IN EM
THAT YOU DIDN’T WRITE YOURSELF.
(It’s all happening!)
" By submitting this application the applicant agrees to sell a minimum of 20 tickets for each evening their performance runs. …
…The ticket price is only $20…
If your play is chosen to participate in the festival there will be a $100 participation fee that is used to defray a portion of the costs…
First Prize includes $500.00…”
Silly buggers. We have calculators!
Playwright jitters. Can I just have a live feed of the audience reactions from the safety of the production office? Otherwise I need the seat closest to the door. And a bucket.
And you know your cast was out drinking late last night. YOU SAW THEM. WITH YOUR OWN PLAYWRITING EYES.