A ONE WOMAN PLAY
BY
BINA SHARIF
copyright:binasharif2020
I did nothing with this beautiful title.
Need to come back to it and begin the play
But do I still have an idea of the un-written play?
No, no idea whatsoever...
Perhaps some thing, some miracle, a creative miracle
will happen and the play will come back to me...
I guess I should put all the posts I have been writing on facebook...
All of them
All written by me
All written about the times we live in
All different kinds of events so often bombarding us
Would that fit this title, "I am my own biography?"
I guess so...
I am my own biography can also mean that,"It's my own autobiography"
Right?
I am getting confused
I got off my singing birds blog for some time
I wonder why?
And now it's getting hard to get back all the ideas I had
when I selected the titles for future work
I don't want to change the title at all
But I don't want to write about my own life
I am not interested in a memoir
I am a surrealist
An abstract kind of a creator
A stream of consciousness kind of a person
Ok, I will keep the same title and write
a stream of consciousness, absurdist kind of scenario
In the shape of different pieces of writing strung
Together like a garland with flowers of different kinds and colors
That would be great...
I think
What do you think?
Who are you talking to?
My audience
My future audience
Oh! the audience, the audience, the audience
Audience is always hard to get
Write the play first
Then worry about the audience...
Do I have to have a worry any way?
Yes, knowing you
You have to have a worry of somekind..
I have an idea for you
Get rid of the worry
Get rid of all the worries
Right now
Right away
And be happy
be garateful
Come back to the blog
Come back to the blog
Come back to the blog
AND MAKE SOMETHING UP.
ALL IS MAKE BELIEVE
TRUST ME
GO AHEAD
MAKE SOMETHING UP.
AFTERALL, TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY.
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