Nov 03, 2005 08:42
So a friend of mine is attempting to start a playwriting workshop and I was interested but didn't have any ideas...at first. But then I got an idea and it was so powerful that I could not wait, so I started to write yesterday. The play is about my experience in the Branch Davidian cult. So I start to write quickly and it is all flowing out so nicely and I get the first and last scene done because I know how I want it to begin and end. But then it started to become uncomfortable because this play is not going to portray me in a very positive light. To put it bluntly it is going to show me as weak, indecisive and worst of all kind of crazy. But it is the truth and that is the way it has to be. But the worst part is when I realized the climax of the play has to be the death of my infant son, William. I started to write and the tears started to flow. I thought I had gotten over that. This is going to be painful...
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