NWC #30-
"FINALITY" Dec 1st at 8am
OKAY! YOU MADE IT!
or you didn't and that's
okay too
Tomorrow I'll send a final
email with the official numbers. To get those, I'll look at whomever posts the
final date and after 48 hours send you a Paypal link for your prize winnings!
If you did NOT finish the
challenge but DID write a post on the final date, please email me so that I
correctly calculate the winnings. So far it looks like we have 47 authors still
in the running. Amazing!
The climax in movies can
happen behind a character's eyes because we can ZOOM IN. A realization that
they are in love. A sense of finality. An awakening, etc
These are terrible
climaxes for theater.
Theater requires a
physicalization of the action- especially if it's a climax!
So a realization that
someone is in love would result in an ACTION of... tearing up the letter,
running out the door, pulling the trigger, etc.
*CHALLENGE= write a climax
that has a stage action so huge it takes down the stage, the curtain, the
risers, and everything with it. *
Two large forces are
coming together and there can be but one ending.
OR
Two very small forces
cause a chain reaction that results in...
OR
Prove me wrong. Write a
climactic action that DOES take place behind someone's eyes and then
physicalize it through scenic, sound, lighting, and costume design. USE ALL
FOUR!
Running dry?
Browse this list of Catch
22s from Reddit and see if it inspires you
https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1ndah5/what_catch22s_have_you_encountered_in_real_life/
(Not with a bang, but
still struggling to figure out how this last bus play works. More grandma and goddaughter talk...)
BUS PLAY #4, part 3
(previously)
WOMAN
I'm light, but I'm strong. There's a difference. You don't live to be one hundred years, one
month and one day if you're prone to fall apart when life bats you around.
GIRL
Did
you know who I was?
WOMAN
It
came and went. I couldn't hold onto you
in my head. We had a picture of him
holding you after your baptism ceremony.
You're both smiling. Of course
you're still an infant, just nine months old, more baby than the person you are
now. We had a picture on the lazy susan
in the middle of the kitchen table. The
salt and pepper and sugar, a picture of President Obama smiling, I loved that
picture, and then the picture of the two of you. I kept forgetting you were his goddaughter
and thinking you were his daughter, and I kept wondering why he didn't bring
you with him whenever he visited. Where
you were. I don't think I forgot he was
gay, but I think I was confused where his partner was, where the other parent
was, since he had a child. If you hadn't
been on the kitchen table where I ate breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, I
probably wouldn't have been as confused.
I'm glad I know you now.
GIRL
I'm
glad I know you, too.
WOMAN
We're
connected in his head, even if we never met.
GIRL
The
women in his life.
WOMAN
Yes.
GIRL
I
wonder if I'll remind him of you, when I'm older.
WOMAN
I'm
sure he'll tell you stories.
GIRL
Will
he forget me, do you think?
WOMAN
I
didn't forget him. I mean, I couldn't
have told you who he was, but he obviously loved me, so I figured I must love
him, too. If he was taking care of me at
the end, then I must have done something right.
But no, I don't think he'll forget you.
I don't think you'll let him.
GIRL
I
wish I understood the brain.
WOMAN
Me,
too. We have everything for so short a
time, though. It's hardly worth worrying
about, is it? Just appreciate it because
you know it doesn't last.
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