The play

 

 

This week's meeting had been rescheduled due to unforseen circumstances, one or two of us arrived early so to kill time we wandered off into quaint little book store that is situated as part of the whole complex in which we convene.

Nothing in this book store seemed as if it was published after 1975, it was awash with classic novels and miscellaneous texts from yesteryear. Whilst in the book store I stumbled across one of the poetry volumes of the Sar bachan, an enlightening collection written by the students of the
spiritual and scientific philosophy. The poetry, although packeged as a path towards spiritual enlightenment tended to seep out sublte tones of the conflicting issues that would afflict a young student who is striving to be on the straight and narrow whilst battling with raging hormones and teenage curiosities.

Eventually we sat down in what was becoming to be our usual spaces, we caught up on what we had achieved individually over the past week or so and particularly what research we had done.The plot (as they say) had somewhat thickened. We were finding out so much about the individual characters that we could literally talk for hours about their lives, achievements, mishaps, quirks and quotes.

 

Coffee break...

It was time now to start writing scenes; scenes that were not likely make the final cut but would get our characters talking and more importantly would set the ball rolling towards a first draft.
We each aligned ourselves with a character and decided on some possible preliminary scenes to write for the following week...

Again we had our work cut out for us but we were equally excited by the challenge that lay ahead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

David,TCC