I'm about to go meet with this year's teen playwright...and I'm a little disappointed. I mean, not with the educational value and all that crap, but WHERE IS THE ANGST?
There are no drug overdoses (no drugs AT ALL!!), no abortions, and no sucides. Sheesh.
There is that one dying child, but, like, where is the ACTUAL PAIN???
You'll be pleased to know that there is a short scene with The Voice of the Psychiatrist as well as a support group meeting.
We'll see how it goes in discussion, but so far I only have one plan to make this play work: rewrites.
And if that doesn't work, well, there's always Make My Fiance Read the Main Role.
That seems to work for any number of people!
(Which is not to imply that for the people for whom such a plan has worked was because they needed to disguise the writing--because that is neither true nor fair--it's just that ol' Yellow Dog is just so popular and crap...and certainly looks good in a pair of bunny slippers.)
No drugs? No r@pe? No abortions? No suicide attempts?
Th-..That's...That's just un-natural I say. Completely UNNATURAL.
Posted by: JtotheP at February 10, 2006 05:45 PMIsn't there at least an eating disorder?
Posted by: COMTE at February 14, 2006 03:13 PM