Nuffield Theatre Writers Group

News Times Two

Firstly, some news, finally, from the Bush Theatre.

I sent them Spaceboy back in August, and was beginning to wonder what happened, thinking I had somehow missed the ‘no thanks’ email months ago.

It appears the reason it took so long was because it went further; the Bush readers found it a “really interesting piece” and passed it on to their ‘creative associates’ for “a second look”.

Sadly, they felt they couldn’t develop it as a production at the Bush, but suggested a couple of other theatres to send it to, which indeed I shall.

And secondly, I also received news today that Room 20 will be performed twice on Saturday 24th April at Southampton University as part of their ‘Nuffield Writers Showcase’.

A group of student directors and actors are producing seven of the ten minute plays written by members of the 4th Nuffield Theatre Writers Group as one of our assignments.

I’m looking forward to meeting my play’s directorJonny Baynham next week.

Quiet Like The Snow

Having had another shitty day, and sleeping again this afternoon, I was concerned I’d wasted yet another day in my sad life.

Being bipolar and with my mood stabilising drug (Lamotrigine) knocking out my moderate highs but not doing anything for my serious lows, and my recently started heavy-duty anti-depressants (Venlafaxine – prolonged release variety) after a good start now failing miserably, means I am wasting rather a lot at the moment.

Having said that I have managed to spend a few hours working on the new play this evening, so I’m at least a little happier about things than I was.

Admittedly, I haven’t been writing this evening; I’ve been working on the play’s structure. It has changed considerably since the ideas and story first appeared in my head during my holiday in Cyprus over Christmas and the New Year.

I knew it would. The plot is still the same. It’s the same story, just told a little differently.

When it started it was just a straight ordinary play telling a story with a number of characters; two main ones and a number of others played by a male and female, and a boy and a girl.

And now, well now it’s just the two main characters. They also narrate a bit, talking to us about what’s happening as well as their own feelings, and there are some interesting sort of weird bits that you can really only do in theatre.

And so this evening I’ve moved some scenes around; re-wrote my notes for each one on the index cards in my writing software; checked off what was still to be started – three scenes; which ones were in the stage of being written – six; and how many had reached first draft – eight. I then created a pdf of the play as written so far.

It’s 60 pages, about an hour in length; so two thirds of the way there in first draft terms. It’ll be longer that it needs to be; my plays always are, so there will be some cutting as I need about 90-100 minutes worth.

To be honest, I am loving this play.

My last attempt, ‘Antigonish’ back in October, just wasn’t going to get anywhere because although I liked it, it never going to be easy to stage (it was an episodic/mosaic play set on staircases) and I lost interest with it. I have used some dialogue from it, though, and indeed there is one 20 minute monologue from it that will stand on it’s own, so all is not lost.

This new one is a hard one to write, it’s all there and coming out nicely (when I’m not so depressed I can’t do anything) but it comes from deep inside me and is a challenge at times.

My deadline, since this is my graduation piece for my Nuffield Theatre Writers Group, was Jan 31st. So I’ve missed that, but I’m not bothered. When this finally all gets out of my head, into my Mac, and then onto paper, it’ll be the best thing I have ever done in my life. I know that.

Oh, and I’m sorry, but you won’t be offered the chance to read this one; I will though, be inviting friends to the first night.

Watch this space.

Sero Sed Serie

That’s ’slow but sure’, my school motto, incase you were marvelling at my Latin…

I’m referring to the possible production of my first radio play If I Fall.

You may recall from a previous post my mentor, John Burgess, was impressed with my script (written as an assignment for my Nuffield Theatre Writers Group) and sent it to a Radio 4 producer, way back in February.

Well, back in July, John had a call from the producer who said he’d read through quite a number of scripts from experienced writers – many of whom had had plays previously produced for Radio 4 – but rejected them all.

All, that is, save one.

He had called to say he very much liked and was seriously considering the play If I Fall and was enquiring about the writer.

John said I should be very pleased with myself since the producer had obviously considered my script to be better than others written by professional writers.

And naturally I am; though of course this doesn’t mean anything, other than my radio play has nudged along a stage further.

Slowly, but surely.

And then, last week, I had another pleasant discussion with John.

It appears the producer has decided to put my script forward for Radio 4 to consider. He has been allocated a couple of afternoon play slots in 2010 and subject to approval from the good old BBC would like to produce If I Fall for one of them.

John was asking if I could write a two to three hundred word pitch, basically giving a synopsis and ’selling’ the play.

Well it took a while, a couple of days actually, but I did it. Not sure if it’s what is needed, but I know John will help edit/rewrite to get it in the format/style it needs to be in order to have a chance of winning over the Beeb and getting someone there to commission the production.

I must continue to stress though: I’m still not holding my breath!

There are so many completely unknown (to me) factors involved in getting an afternoon play produced, and there are no guarantees, even then, it’ll get broadcast.

There are plenty of hoops and hurdles to hamper the progress, but I am obviously very, very pleased with what’s happened so far, and will be quite contented even if it doesn’t get any further.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed though, and would be very honoured if you could do the same!

Sero sed serie, my friends. Sero sed serie.

Putting The Words Out

Well, I’ve finally gotten around to sending Spaceboy off to various places in the hope someone will do something with it.

I’ve sent copies to the Loft Theatre Company (Lemington Spa) for their New Writing Competition and High Tide for their competiton for the 2010 Festival in Haleswork, Suffolk.

In addition I’ve a sent Spaceboy to the Bush Theatre as an example of my (new) writing. (I sent the Bush a copy of Kath and Kin nearly two years ago and if they remember me then hopefully they’ll see I have improved significantly since becoming part of the Nuffield Theatre Writers Group.)

It’ll be at least four months before I hear anything from these places, if at all, so I’m not holding my breath.

I’ve also sent Room 20 to the Off Cut Festival (Islington) – just made Monday’s deadline, lol – and we’ll see what happens with that too. The short-listed plays, to be announced 1st September, will be performed at the festival in Sept/Oct. Fingers crossed, then.

I feel my work is professional enough now to be sent out, though whether any of it will be considered professional enough to be produced is an entirely different matter.

We’ll see.

Ha Ha!

Just had an email from Off Cut Festival while editing this very post!

Now, to put this into perspective, the deadline was 5pm on Monday.

And, in less than 48 hours, they have read every single submitted play, chosen a short-list of 24 and emailed everybody else!

“We have be (sic) overwhelmed by the number of submissions, the quality of which has made our selection process very difficult.”

Umm, yeah, well, call me cynical, but I reckon they must have pretty much decided on their 24 before the deadline.

Doesn’t give me much faith in writing competitions.

If I Fall, Moondust Will Cover Me

I was selected to be part of the 4th Nuffield Theatre Writers Group back in November 2007 and having been travelling to Southampton every couple of weeks since the end of January 2008, I’m now over half way through the programme.

I am building up a huge file of all the things you’ll find in a very good professionally produced play, whether you’d be conscious of them or not; the idea being to take my pick and include as many as possible when writing my own plays.

At each of our fortnightly sessions we are given excellent examples by our mentor, the renown director John Burgess, and once he has read them, we then discuss them. We then get twenty minutes or so to write our own scene utilising the element we’ve been discussing and then we all read out our efforts.

Our homework is then to spend time doing that particular exercise again, having learnt from what we have all done in the meeting, which is then read out at the beginning of the following session.

And sprinkled in with this fortnightly homework is a series of assignments designed to show the development of our skills.

Our first was to use ‘overheard conversation’ to create our own short two scene piece. It was to be just two pages. I can remember walking around Morrisons with a dictaphone and then playing it back when I got home, listening for that nugget, and then creating characters and scenes by using ‘overheard’ sentences of the speech I’d recorded.

I now always carry my Moleskien notebook around with me wherever I go, so I can jot down any great examples of overheard speech, or indeed any ideas and notes. Very useful.

Next was a ten minute play in three acts. I interviewed some friends from the Riverside Youth Theatre over the summer last year. This sparked off an idea and I was able to write the short play Room 20 about a year 10 student in isolation for bullying. The play was performed by Actors & Writers, London for a competition in Hammersmith.

Sadly, it wasn’t ten minutes – it was nearer fifteen in performance, but I’d learnt from it, and it was well recieved. (It came third.)

On the day we handed in our short plays, we were given four months to complete our next assignment: a radio play.

The whole objective was to write a play suitable for broadcast in the Radio4 afternoon slot. And this of course meant it had to be 44 minutes long.

It’s hard enough coming up with an idea, let alone writing to length. If I’m honest my problem is writing too much. Most of what I have written has been too long, too complicated, and at times overwritten, so I was going to have to work at it.

We were given many examples of scripts broadcast as the Radio4 afternoon play, including work directed by John, and plays written by Sarah Daniels, Judith Johnson and Stephen Wakelam.

We were also given two plays written by past group members, one of which earned its author a commission for a new play, the other was actually produced and broadcast on Radio4 – no pressure there then.

It was comforting to be reminded by John that the Theatre was spending good money on us. With the room hire costs, photocopying, his fees, etc, the Theatre was making a considerable investment in each of us – there is no charge to us the writers for our two year programme. I soon realised if I was good enough for the theatre to invest in me, then I’d better come up with the goods.

It took me a month to get an idea for the play, and three months to write it.

I thought you might like to know how I managed my attempt; a struggle – but I got there in the end. And if you just happen to be a member of the 5th or maybe even the 6th Nuffield Theatre Writers Group, here’s some encouragement for you. Yes it was daunting. But, trust me, you can do it. Well I did it, so why can’t you?

Firstly, for me, there was the, for want of a better word, ‘format’ of the play. How was I going to do it?

Well, it wasn’t until I started reading some of the examples we were given that I realised there were loads of different ways of doing it.

The format that most struck me was one used by Sarah Daniels. I had three of her plays to read and each was written in very much the same way. Sarah’s play, The Sound Barrier, had the most effect on me.

(Okay, just googled it, hoping to include a link to some info – didn’t expect to get a link to the script at the BBC writersroom! – Please read. It is brilliant!)

The ‘devise’ or ‘format’ Sarah has used in this radio play, and what really struck me, was that of having three basically unconnected characters talking in monologues.

I say ‘unconnected’ because although they talk about other people in their lives as well, they wouldn’t necessarily have known of each others existence if it wasn’t for a fourth character who connects them. This fourth character is in fact the main character around which the story evolves, bringing the other characters together as the play progresses.

Now here’s the clever bit. This fourth character is silent. She doesn’t speak. We only hear about her and her story through the monologues of the other three. This had a profound effect on me. And I knew I was going to end up writing something like this too.

So what was I going to write?

Well, back at the end of November 2008 the idea formed from a few different directions at roughly the same time, and then took on a whole new life of its own as the writing began – when the characters start talking off they go in their own world, and who knows where they’ll end up?

Firstly I wanted to write about someone who was experiencing bipolar, but didn’t know about it. Basically me when I was a teenager – I know I’m not the first writer to draw on personal experiences since it’s a good starting point, though I admit I need to get past that now.

I experienced a mild hypomanic episode a couple of days later and ended up going for a long walk and subsequently getting lost. The idea solidified and I ended up writing the first monologue. In it I had my ’silent’ and indeed troubled character, an as then unnamed young man of about 15/16, as well as one of the three talking characters, NATHAN, who I knew to be a neighbour of the teenager.

I was exited and posted the scene in my blog.

It did frighten me though. I’d not written like that before, nor had I read anything written in that way – what I now know to be the present continuous tense. I certainly hadn’t envisioned the whole play being written in that style, and was certainly concerned: a) Could I keep it up it throughout the whole piece? And b) Would it work anyway?

As it happens I did keep it up, though it was very hard, since it is not a natural way of writing (nor reading) though hearing it does sound very natural. And yes, it does work.

Soon an MSN chat with a member of the Riverside Youth Theatre about the music of David Bowie resulted in the story line and characters developing.

We were talking about Space Oddity and I subsequently learnt that the song is the first in a trilogy of songs by Bowie about the fictional astronaut Major Tom. I remembered Ashes to Ashes but had never heard of the third song, Hallo Spaceboy.

I was even more suprised to discover the song, when released as a single, was a remix by the Pet Shop Boys. – My exact thought ‘Since when did the Pet Shop Boys do a Bowie Remix?’ subsequently made its way into the play!

I ended up playing the song over and over again on YouTube, then bought the Best of Bowie CD with all three songs on, and then had them on constant repeat in an iTunes playlist as I wrote.

The play soon developed with the main character being named ‘David Bowie John Walker’ by his Bowie obsessed father. The other two characters soon appeared: David’s mother, ANNA, and his friend HAYDEN. And it was then ‘working titled’ Spaceboy.

Monologue writing in the ‘present continuous tense’ (I am/he is -ing) soon became pretty intense. The story (with the bipolar idea being superseded) developed for a while – and then it took a major turn!

David ended up doing something that completely surprised me – in fact, it totally horrified me and I had no idea where this thing had come from. (I wanted to sensor myself and not let him do it, but am pleased I didn’t.)

Reading the play over and over when more had been written, it became clear that what he had done was actually alluded to in that very first scene I had written, though of course I had no idea at the time. It is weird how a single word written in that scene could have such a profound effect on the whole play.

And no, I’m not telling you the word. You’ll have to work it out!

Everything was going great; the plot was simple, and along with the characters, developing nicely, though I was becoming painfully aware that my three quarters of an hour radio play was heading for an epic hour and half.

I was writing way too much. Not good.

I began editing and cutting, something I wouldn’t normally do until I had finished the actual writing, but this was becoming a necessity. I was getting carried away writing scenes which, whilst good and relevant to the plot, weren’t entirely necessary.

And then realisation dawned. Having finished the first draft, I had ‘Alex Leopard’ (the voice of my Mac) read the play to me.

Oh dear: At something over 70 minutes, it was still far too long!

This was agonising. There is only so much cutting you can do. And it was plain to me that cutting a third of the play was going to be a tall order. Very tall. Especially when I’d already been cutting and editing whilst writing the first draft.

I admit, I gave up. Putting back some of the scenes I’d already cut could easily have given me a perfectly good ninety minute play. But of course, that wasn’t the assignment. We had to hand in a forty-four minute radio play. No more, no less.

Luckily for me, I had completed this first draft by the middle of January and still had a least six weeks left before the deadline.

I had a meeting with John before our next group session primarily for him to give feedback on my ten minute piece, Room 20. Having said that the reason we hadn’t got together earlier was because it was a good piece of writing and should be included in my portfolio of work to present to theatres when I had finnished the course, meant there was little else to discuss. I moved swiftly on to the problem of the radio play, explaining that I was still writing too much.

John, as always, gave me the opportunty to think. I was convinced I needed to write another play, but John said if I was going to do that, shouldn’t I at least try to rewrite the one I already had? Since the characters and plot were already there, could I not attempt to rewrite the play and tell the story in a completely different way and so meet the 44 minute requirement? In effect he wanted me to give it a go, regardless. Maybe it couldn’t be done with this particular story, and that would be fine too, but at least I would have found that out.

Little did I know how important that meeting and John’s words would become. The exercise would prove to be invaluable.

I agonised for days. I looked at it from every angle. I rewrote scenes, cut scenes, rearranged scenes, (I have a truly excellent piece of writing software for my Mac that allows me to do this with ease) but still I could only shave ten minutes at the most.

I even looked at my beloved three character monologue format and considered writing actual scenes with dialogue in the more conventional ‘radio drama’ way. Sadly this would also mean I would have to dispense with my clever use of the present continuous tense – something I was very loathe to do as it wasn’t until I had the play read to me that I realised by writing in this tense the characters actually discover what is happening to them at exactly the same time as the listener does.

I was soon exhausted and very concerned.

And then, at 3am one morning, again seemingly from nowhere, an idea came. A radical and heartbreaking idea, but an idea none the less.

Since the play was written in monologues, with the printed out script in front of me and each speech beginning on a new page, it was easy to lay it all out and move the monologues around on my office worktop. The first time I did this I was able to see where I could condense the ‘timeline’ of the play – but now a new idea was appearing.

I gathered up and put aside all the monologues of one character; basically deleting David’s friend HAYDEN – and in one cruel swipe I had condemed my favourite character to a life of non-existence.

Since HAYDEN was unknown to both ANNA and NATHAN it was a simple thing to do. Surprisingly, and at the time rather worryingly, it made no difference to the story. In effect, HAYDEN’s (important) part of the plot, was indeed a story in itself.

The result, with some minor editing, was a 44 minute radio play consisting of alternating monologues from ANNA and her neighbour, NATHAN. In fact HAYDEN’s absence actually enhances the play’s story.

I was pleased.

And at the end of February I duly handed in the newly named If I Fall.

I then looked long and hard at HAYDEN – I simply wasn’t prepared to let him go. I loved writing him, and he meant a lot to me. I worked a little more on him, writing some additional monologues to give his (and indeed David’s) story and character more depth.

At the same time I discovered by chance a writing competition that was looking for 30 minute plays. HAYDEN’s monologues totalled half an hour and so the subsequently named Moondust Will Cover Me was entered.

Put both plays together, with a little jiggling, and you end up with a new play. To be honest I’ve done this in two ways.

One way is to present it in two parts, If I Fall first (with the final scene getting moved to the end of the play) and Moondust Will Cover Me second. The first part tells the story, the second reveals the (dark) undercurrent that flows through it.

The alternative version is to have the monologues rearranged back into chronological order as originally conceived, though I will need to work a little more on this by adding back in a couple of deleted scenes since there are a couple of occasions where HAYDEN ends up with consecutive monologues which spoils the flow.

Anyway I haven’t decided which is the best way to do it, and they both really need a reading to see whether either or even both will work. Both versions will give a different slant.

In either version, this full length piece, telling the story of 16 year old David Walker, is titled Spaceboy.

I’ll warn you, it’s dark, partically HAYDEN’s part of the story. In fact I had no idea how dark until some close friends pointed it out. It seems I’m good at doing ‘dark’.

Anyway, time to bring this post to close – with a little twist.

Having handed in my play on the Thursday, I then had a phone call the following Monday whilst whizzing around Morrisons with Richard doing the food shopping.

It was John, and he had just read If I Fall. He was pleased. Very pleased. And was saying my radio play was, and I quote, (because this has been ringing in my head ever since) “broadcast quality”.

He was phoning to ask if it was okay for him to send it on to a producer. Well what would you say?

Naturally, it doesn’t mean that my play will be produced and broadcast on Radio 4 in fact the chances are slim, incredibly so, but the fact that my mentor considered the play to be of ‘broadcast quality’ and thought it good enough to be sent straight on to a producer, does a heck of a lot for one’s confidence, I can assure you. I am so pleased.

I have no idea what will happen to Spaceboy and it’s component parts – I did have the notion of producing the full work as a stage play, even entering the individual parts as one act plays in October’s Woking Drama Festival, but following casting and venue hiring problems, basically came to the conclusion that my producing it wasn’t meant to be.

With the help of talking it all through with a good friend, I realised I really need to concentrate on my writing, and not be distracted by branching off into directing and producing my own work as I have done previously – at least not at this stage. If my work is good enough, then someone else will be happy to take the risks in producing it.

Onwards and upwards, as they say. Having handed in our radio plays, we were straight away given our next assignment – write a full length play. 90 minutes without an interval or 120 with. Deadline: End of Jan 2010.

And once I get the idea, and there is very little brewing at the moment, I’m guessing I’ll need about six months to write it, so that’s the rest of 2009 sorted for me then!

Anyway, that’s this post done. And if anything does happen with If I Fall or Moondust Will Cover Me or indeed with Spaceboy, you’ll be the first to know!

With many thanks to Tom Addy and David Bowie – Inspiration when you need it!

A ‘Powerful’ Room 20

Wow, what a feeling!

The first professional performance of a play I have written took place last night in Hammersmith, London W6.

Though having any performance of a play is a great achievement for any writer, it’s important for me as an aspiring playwright to move forwards from writing and directing my own work with local amateur dramatic groups to getting my work professionally produced.

I also had my first experience of directing professional actors, which to be honest was a bit daunting at first, but I soon took it in my stride. I had a vision of the characters and how they talked etc and as soon as I got this across to the actors, they responded well and their professionalism bore more than just fruit.

Because of the nature of the evening we were allocated an hour for what should have been a quick discussion and ‘table reading’, and then a couple of run-throughs. Sadly, the actor playing the teacher was delayed and we ended up with about 20 minutes of rehearsal time in which we had a discussion, reading and runthrough all at once.

There simply wasn’t the time for me to do my usual ‘I wont interrupt but will just bring it up in passing later’ – I had to get right on in there and ‘direct’.

The actors had their ideas, having studied the text for the last couple of weeks, but they were looking to me as their director (and in this case, as the playwright too) for guidance and of course ‘direction’ on wether what they had interpreted was right for the piece.

I’m actually amazed how much I learnt about myself as a director in the 20 minutes I had working with these professional actors. I’m so grateful for the experience and really look forward to doing this more.

There was a smaller than usual audience of about 50 last night, and when it was time for Room 20’s debut performance I was at the back – with a small hand bell!

Although I had taken my ever faithful Mac with me, complete with a sound effect of a school bell ready and waiting in iTunes, it wouldn’t play.

I download the file from the internet a few days ago, and for some reason, although it is saved as an mp3 file in iTunes, I have to be connected to the internet to play it. Weird.

Luckily I discovered all this in the interval, and then had to think frantically about how I was going to do a sound effect of a school bell.

I managed to catch the eye of the building’s manager and beckoned him outside the room to explain my predicament. Thankfully he took up the challenge of a hunt and just as the play was being introduced a couple of minutes later, he appeared with three different bells – god knows where from – and I just grabbed one and rang it as the play started in front of me!

It was great to watch, and weird, in the sense that I was rather detached.

I’d spent a lot of time interviewing some of the young people from the Riverside Youth Theatre during the summer, from which the idea for the story and indeed the style of dialogue came, and after at least twenty hours of writing and editing for what was a short play of about ten-fifteen minutes (In my haste of trying to source a bell sound effect, I forget to time it.) it was now being performed and coming to life in front of me.

It had come from inside my head and was now ‘alive’ going into other peoples’ heads, and as such wasn’t mine any more. Very weird feeling.

There were a few ‘nervous’ laughs at the beginning, as always seems to be the case when watching an evening of plays in which you don’t know if what you’re going to see next is a straight play or a comedy.

You end up laughing a little even, if a line or action wasn’t particularly funny, just so that you don’t feel a pratt for not laughing if indeed the play is supposed to be a comedy. Then when you realise it’s a serious play, the laughter stops and hopefully by then your hooked.

This is what happened last night and I was so pleased with the subsequent deathly silence from the audience, not a rustle of sweets, or shift of position on the chair, or a checking of the watch, nothing – just silence. It was great!

By Act III, (Room 20 was written as part of my Nuffield Theatre Writers Group coursework and the brief was to write a ten minute play in 3 acts) the actors had really gotten into their parts, which was fantastic considering they’d only had 20 minutes of rehearsal with each other, and ‘Jase’s last speech in which he really shows his insecurities and the true reason for his bullying was very emotional for me.

You’d have thought I would have been fine with it, but for me it was exactly the same as if I had been watching a moving part of a film or another play. The fact that it was my play and I had written it and I knew exactly what was coming didn’t make any difference.

I was very surprised to have felt like that, which is a true testament to the quality of the acting: In fact a couple of members of the audience said it was ‘powerful’ – which was a great compliment.

Talking to the actor afterwards, he said he could really feel for ‘Jase’ at that point and had felt he had ‘got inside him’ which for me was an odd thing to hear, but I could see exactly what he meant, and it had definitely showed.

Brilliant.

I must thank the actors Lee Peck and Phil Gerrard for a great performance and bringing the characters of the bullying student ‘Jase’ and the caring teacher ‘Tim’ to life. It was great to watch. It really was a pleasure to work with them and to see the results of their hard work – Thanks guys!

Also, thanks to Mark, Adam, Fleur and Viv, from the Riverside Youth Theatre who came to see the performance. It was so great to have your support, guys – Thanks!

So, the first professional script-in-hand performance (rehearsed reading) of my work has made it from the page to the stage as they say, and boy am I pleased with the results.

It didn’t win the competition, but I’m not surprised given the high standard of the entries. I was up against professional playwrights all used to having their work performed, so it was really comforting to hear that mine was of an equal standard and didn’t stand out as being any different from them in terms of the quality of the work.

So, onwards an upwards. Time to get on with some more writing. I’m working on my next piece of coursework for the Nuffield Theatre Writers Group, a 44 minute radio play suitable for the afternoon slot on Radio 4. The third speaking character that I have been looking for but has held me up for a few weeks, came to me as I was waking up this morning, so I’m really pleased.

I now need to put in a lot of work, as it’s due by the middle/end of February, and the rest of December is basically booked up with event work in Coventry and a Christmas holiday with Rich in Italy. (Lake Garda with day trips to Verona on Chistmas Eve and Venice on Boxing Day! Lovely!)

Right, I’m off…

Oh, and a PS: My one act play ‘A Spade, A Clock and Pair of Bloody Scissors!’ (written in February 2006) will be getting performed in the New Year, (4th Jan) but more on that in another post.

Oh and a PPS: Happy Birthday, Dad!

Room 20 Now Cast

Just a quick reminder that my short play Room 20 (written as part of my Nuffield Theatre Writers Group coursework) will be performed in London next Monday (15th).

SYNOPSIS
Room 20 is in silence – at least it should be. 15 year old Jason Azim is nearing the end of his second day of Isolation for the relentless bullying of another student, but Mr Brooks is supervising the last couple of periods – and he’s not in the mood for marking.

CAST
Jase: Lee Peck
Tim: Phil Gerrard

VENUE
Actors and Writers London (AWL)
Bridge Room/Bar
4th Floor
The Polish Centre
238 King Street
Hammersmith
London W6 0RF

DETAILS
Room 20 will be one of eight plays performed as part of an AWL competition night. The performances will be script-in-hand rehearsed readings.

TICKETS
£5 on the door.

Please let me know if you intend to come so I can meet up with you.

Room 20

As well as the homework set after each fortnightly session at the Nuffield Theatre Writers Group, we are also given longer term projects that build on all the skills we have been studying in the sessions with the aim of writing a full length play at the end of the programme.

Our first such project was a short two scene piece (literally two pages) made up entirely of snippets of overheard conversation – I did mine after a trip to Morrisons! It’s here if you are interested.

Our next project (over the summer) was our first ‘play’. The brief was to write a 10 minute play (a popular format in the States, I understand) in 3 acts.

Why 3 acts?

Well, the brief goes back to the time our mentor, Director, John Burgess, was Head of New Writing at the National Theatre.

One year, there was a surpless in the budget and an idea was put forward to commission 10 writers to write a 10 minute play each. It was decided that to make the performances much more interesting for the audience, the plays would need to be written in three acts, that way Act I of the first play could be performed, followed by Act I of the second, and then of the third, and then back to Act 2 of the first play, etc.

The result was an evening of quite different plays, where you didn’t know which installment was coming up next, almost like a ’soap opera’ with individual stories being played out.

Well, the summer is now over, and Room 20 has made it out of my head, through my MackBook, on to paper and down to Southampton (and in London by now!) and I’m happy with it.

Mind you, it’s taken long enough. I had no idea how much work could possibly be involved in writing a ten minute play.

There were a few last minute changes (including a character name which I knew needed changing, but was stuck on – Thanks Tom) but I have tried to include all the things I have learnt so far, and hope I have been able to write something good and worth reading; a complete play with believable characters and a plot and all in 10 minutes. Not easy, I can assure you.

Anyway, I handed it in last Thursday at our writers group meeting, and as soon as I had we were being set our next project. We now have until the end of February to write a 44 minute radio play.

44 minutes?

Yep, that’s the length needed for the afternoon play slot on Radio 4. We were given three examples, one of which was directed by John, and another was written by Sarah Daniels.

Time to study the format. Gonna be tricky. Haven’t got a clue where to start!

Umm, ideas anyone?

Must end by saying some thank yous.

Writing, I’m learning, isn’t necessarily a solitary job. Many people’s time and efforts have gone into Room 20.

I see things, I overhear things, I think things, I listen to things; and they all go into my writing. (Even a comment said to me in passing is now an important part of the end of the play – Thanks Mike.)

Sometimes, however I need somewhere to start. And for this play I ‘interviewed’ some of the young people from the Riverside Youth Theatre, and from that came the idea for the play and the inspiration for the characters and the plot.

So a big-massive-huge-gynormous thank you from me to:

Tom Addy
Mark Forrest
Peter Williams
Annabel Smith
Katherine Parkinson

and
Michael Smith

Room 20 is now here on my blog for downloading if you want to read it.

Any comments good or bad, very much appreciated.

An ‘I Can’t Think Of A Title’ Update

A little more active this week. Just.

Rich and I meet up with a couple of friends briefly yesterday, which was good as I haven’t seen much of anybody in a while.

I’m also doing FOH for Ottershaw Players production of Oscar Wilde’s short story ‘Lord Arthur Savile’s Crime’ (adapted for the stage by Constance Cox in the ’50s) at the Rhoda in Woking this week.

I watched it Wednesday night and very enjoyable it was too. (Brilliant costumes Chris and thanks for lunch!)

Last night I sat in the foyer and did some prep work for my Riverside Youth Theatre Improv Workshop on Sunday.

Last week’s went down well despite my poor mood and lack of concentration. I managed to plan something in the morning, having had a couple of hours sleep and the workshop was well received. I had a few thankyous directly afterwards as well as a couple of emailed thankyous later which made me feel better.

Week Two (of six) on Sunday, and after a few trust exercises I’ll be introducing the ‘Who, Where, What, When, Why and How’ of Improv.

The objective for Week Seven (the AGM before they break up for the summer) is to have a couple of groups perform a live ‘Whose Line Is It Anyway?’ style show, using all the techniques I’l be teaching them.

If their introduction to it all last week was anything to go by, then we’ll have a good show. They’re up for it, which is great!

Tonight in the foyer at the Rhoda I’ll be reading a play that John emailed the Nuffield Writers Group as a little bit of extra homework!

By next Thursday I need to have read a couple more plays, plus the emailed one, as well as finished writing a two character scene involving ‘action’ and writing another scene entirely of snippets of ‘overheard’ conversations.

I’m off to Argos at Brooklands to buy a digital recorder thingy then I’ll sit in the Tescos cafe and see what nuggets I can record! You’ve been warned!

Having recently overheard (and scribbled down) such interesting lines as “She was proper minging”, “It smells like horse piddle” and “Go on be a bitch, at least I have a life”, I’m looking forward to it!

It’s A Small World

May I refer to a previous post back in February in which I mentioned a play called How to Disappear Completely and Never be Found by Fin Kennedy.

The play was recommended to me by a friend who had worked with the text on a Contemporary Drama course at the NODA Summer School last year.

Well, at my Nuffield Theatre Writer’s Group meeting last night, I saw a copy of the script on the table in front of fellow writer Mavis who was sat next to me. Nothing unusual in that since at the beginning of most meetings we each give a quick review of the plays we have read during the past fortnight.

Before we all got started I commented to Mavis that I had recently read the play and how good I thought it was, and since I’d done some research on the playwright was able to mention a little more about the writing of the play, the awards it had won, and subsequent productions.

What I didn’t realise was Mavis knew everything I had to say about Fin Kennedy and his plays, and more besides – she’s his mother!