This Sunday I will once again have the privilege of hearing actors in a room speaking words that I wrote. I feel quite blessed. The play's working title is "I Can't Go Down". It is a boxing noir for stage. It has been quite the labor of love (emphasis on labor though). I started the play approximately 3 years ago. Had a reading of various bits and pieces that it was back in July of 2005. Then a spiritual crisis and relocation took my me to Atlanta were the work stagnated. I felt that I had something powerful and human in this story, but not being able to conceive of how to mount a production in Atlanta actually stopped me from putting pen to paper and finishing the work. Then when the spiritual crisis was resolved I returned to Chicago and returned to the script.
Now, I'm feeling excitement and relief. Excitement that I have a wonderful group of extremely talented actors who are so willing to give me their time and energy to read the work aloud. Excitement at the potential realization of a vision that I have been harbouring for a little over 3 years. And, Relief that regardless of anyone else's eventual verdict of the work, I am able to finish it. I have to admit that during the past three years, there have been plenty of moments of doubt as to whether or not I would ever finish it, whether or not i had the story inside me after all, whether I had sufficient patience, discipline, or even a bit of the craft necessary to finish a two act play and feel again that sense of personal success that one gets when they hold in their hands a completed draft (even if it needs polishing).