Where does it all
begin?… With, Once upon a time?… Where will it go?… From my
dreams to the reality of the pages of a book? Or will it stay trapped
within my minds hold forever? I have to let the words out… If I
don't my words will explode in the depth of my mind, where they
cannot seek light from the dark that is withheld within. So I keep
them moving and a flowing. A steady stream of thoughts and ideas. I
pretend I have a plan, that I know which direction I am headed, but
the words carry me, they spiral into a mindset of their own. Pulling
me in for the ride. Taking me with them every step of the way,
guiding me from the darkness into the light. I hear nothing, I see
only through a writer's eye. I hear the voices of characters calling
me and telling me their tale. I sense nothing, but feel everything. I
am their emotions and I create. I create a world in which they
breathe. I bring them to life. I feel their pain and see their
happiness. I know and predict where they are heading. I have the
inside knowledge of what will become. I see the future. I can bring
the words to life and see them flow and now the words are a flowing
and I know which way we are going. To see them spoken and brought to
life, by an actor so precise. To see them change before my eyes into
a character they may despise. To feel their heart beating as we set
the scene and we take our mark. To bring the words to life and turn
the pages into conversation spoken out for real and we are running,
time is filled as we go again and again, until we get it right and
from all angles throughout the night. To lose ourselves in the role
until we stop and think…
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