Screw you! Yeah, you heard me - screw you! I don't care what you think, I'm not writing this for you, I'm just throwing out some shapes, freestyling cos I'm a wild, free, rebel writer on the road to lyrical glory and I don't take no sh*t from nobod... Wait, what? Sorry. I should probably explain.
'Free form' was the concept for today's play - with specific instructions not to worry about the audience, director, actors or readers looking at the play might think.
I probably could have gone wilder in a post-post-modern, Sarah-Kane-stylee, 'there is no spoon' vibey, no character no linear narrative no stage no audience no rhyme no reason kinda way. But I didn't. I wrote about a first date. Because, well, I'm dating at the moment. It's fun and it's awkward and it's confusing and it's thrilling and it's weird - like, have you ever actually considered how strange and fundamentally bizarre it is to meet up with someone you don't know, have no context for - no friends/colleagues/school/uni/family connections to vouch for them - and then spend a couple of hours eating food and making chit chat with that person? It's crazy!
But oh my goodness isn't it wonderful...
Oh, and if you haven't seen Parks and Recreations yet, go watch immediately. Aubrey Plaza (in the image for this week) plays April Ludgate and she's awesome. As is Amy Peohler. And Aziz Ansair, and Nick Offerman. Oh! And Chris Pratt. And Adam Scott, Rob Lowe, Rashida Jones and Gary/Gerry/Jim O'Heir. Just go watch it, you'll love it. Think it's on Netflix - tell them I sent you, I might get free stuff.
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