“Do you like the silence?” The words felt awkward the minute he’d used them. “I’m not sure I know what you mean?” He reached down and took a sip from the cold coffee without moving his eyes. “Actually, I’m not sure I do either” he scanned the room looking for help, some inspiration from somewhere. […]Read More Silence
Last night we discussed show and tell techniques, the extremes of both and how to strike the ideal balance. Below is my show piece using the feeder line “I brought the gardener out a cup of coffee. “Thanks,” he said” It was interesting to hear some of the other pieces, a great many of which […]Read More The gardener
Living life behind a two way mirror. Can’t see out but they all look in. Staring at the monkey as he peels his banana. Trapped inside his false blank grin.Read More Who want’s coffee?
College assignment: An eye witness account of something I couldn’t possibly have seen. I decided to attempt a scripted version of this. Not sure I really got what wanted down on paper, so I might tackle this again some other time. Anyway, here it is. Excuse the formatting, it’s gone a bit shonky. Fade up […]Read More Asleep in the hay
I’ve been dreaming of you with my eyes wide open Thinking of things with my lids shut tight You can spin the truth however you want it but the fact remains, this doesn’t feel right.Read More Doesn’t feel right