Monday 23 July 2012

Give me a deadline...

On my desktop, apart from the usual array of programs I never use and Google Chrome, is a file named "Scripts". This contains five Microsoft Word files and a PDF. One of the Word files and the PDF are complete and wonderful and I love them. The others are unfinished and I think this is because I love them more.

Two suffer from wherewasigoingwiththis-itis. Another from thissceneisrubbishandiwillnotmoveonuntilitisnt-osis and the other I am working on at the moment with a slower pace than the others, which I think is a good sign.

This file is like a lot of things in my life. Such as my bedroom. The wall scattered with notes and images and theatre tickets that have become - quite literally - part of the wallpaper and no longer inspire a great whim on which to build on. 


Like a lot of creatives I struggle to hold an idea in my head - that is wholly my own and without a deadline - without another idea shoving it out the way with Spartan vigour.


So, dear readers, I ask you this. Give me a deadline. Then, as with so many of my University essays, I will surely produce an awesome (and sometimes mediocre) piece of work and move on with my life.