After 10 months of chasing the dreams, I began to wonder if I’d ever catch up. Though I plan to chase my dreams until I fulfill them, a little positive reinforcement every now and then to remind me I’m on the right path is always nice. Up until now my only positives have been I am still living in an apartment (as apposed to a subway), I do not have the swine flu, and I haven’t developed mercury poisoning from eating two cans of tuna everyday. But I can now happily say I am a produced playwright, as a play I wrote, “Don’t Forget To Floss” was excepted into a One Act Festival and will be produced June 11-14th on the lower west side.
This doesn’t make me Shakespeare, but it does help in reasoning with myself that I am not wasting my time and shouldn’t just get a 9 – 5 job selling staplers and office paper. I do not want to sell office paper…in less of course it was at Dunder Mifflin and my desk was right next to Andy’s.
For a 22 year old aspiring writer being produced for the first time feels like losing your virginity to the prom king and convincing him not to use a condom, because you said you’re on the pill…when really your not…oh and guess what, now your pregnant with his baby, oh and he has to marry you and love you and make you breakfast every morning or else you just might tell all of his friends his dick is two colors. Yep, half of his dick is green and the other half is purple. That’s life bitches. I’m a playwright.
Cleaning up the mess (My cherry popped),
Daniel Dickey
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Dude, great site.
Bravo darling – sooo happy for you! I definitely wanna come back for a visit and see your masterpiece lol xox
How do you get produced? I have a couple plays I would love to get made.