Today I
shall share with you the tale of the only play I've ever written and how, after
sitting dormant for seven years, it managed to find its way onto a stage.
The story
starts in 2006 when I was in my fifth and final year of high school, during my
grade 11 drama class (I came to drama late in my school career, as my optional
courses went to music classes first). It was at this point in time that we were
assigned a play to write. I don’t remember all of the parameters we were
required to follow, but the play had to be one act (30 minutes or shorter),
have 3 scenes, 4 actors, take place in a realistic setting and convey some sort
of message. We were also encouraged to not attempt to write a comedy because of
how difficult humour is to write.
Well, I've
always been one for following the rules, but I've also always been one for
bending said rules to suite my needs. Being told I needed a realistic setting
was the first thing I needed to work with – after all, even then everything I
wrote was fantasy. So, I got as close as I could and set it in medieval times.
As for making
the play a comedy, well, the plot that jumped into my mind required it. Thus,
Duel Love, a play about two knights having a sword duel over a woman (the
fairest in the land) was born, written with a very British style of humour.
After all
the plays were written, one scene from each of them was read to the class and
we voted on four of them that were to be performed. Duel Love came out on top
and, as a result, I ended up directing it for a summative assignment.
The play
came together wonderfully – even though I had at least one of my actors absent
from all but two of the rehearsals. Then, on the day of the performance (which
had been delayed by a couple snow days) one of my actresses didn't
show up until a couple minutes before we had to go on stage. And, of course,
the one time an actor forgot his line, I had managed to lose my copy of the
script on the opposite side of the stage, and the two knights just stood there
with their swords crossed, staring blankly at each other until I managed to
remember the line and call it out.
In spite of
the hiccoughs, the performance was wonderful – everything I could have hoped
for with my play, or so I thought. Then the play was put aside, only to be read
periodically when someone in my house stumbled across the script.
That might
have been the end of Duel Love – I hadn't even read it in three or more years
when, last summer, I received a message on Facebook from someone I’d never
heard of before. It turned out to be the sister of one of my play’s actors, who
happens to be the director at Maybles’ Productions – a small theatre company. She
told me that she’s been fruitlessly searching for the playwright who went to
school with her brother and had written Duel Love. The script had been accepted
as part of a one act play festival, but now she needed permission to use it –
if I was the playwright, of course.
Well, how
could I possibly say no to that? I informed her that she’d found the right
person and she was welcome to use the scrip. I was thanked profusely and she
told me that she’d loved the script from the day her brother brought it home
and was excited to finally be able to perform it. She also asked if I’d be able
to come to see the play – as if I’d miss it.
In the
months leading up to the play, I began to get a little nervous about a few
things I was being told as the rehearsals progressed. First was that my script
had been edited – something no writer likes to hear without having a say in it. Then the play started
getting promoted as Monty Python and Princess Bride inspired – something that I
took as a compliment, but didn't really see until I was told that the cast had
workshopped the script and added a bunch of references.
At this
point, I only had one thought in my head: “What have they done to my play!?” I
could have stepped up and said something – requested that they send me a copy
of their improved script for approval – but I chose to hold my tongue. I knew
there was a chance that they’d turned the play into something I wouldn't like,
but I also knew that their changes could be fantastic. So, I waited until the
performance (a week and a half ago) to find out.
Now, one
thing that is important to know about writing comedy is that, by the time you’re
done, your jokes aren't very funny to you anymore because of how often you've "heard" them. An additional tidbit of
information is that I'm not much of a laugh-out-loud person. Those, together,
should tell you how well the play went when I say I was doubled over laughing
for the entire performance.
It was
fantastic! The changes I was so worried about only made the play better, and the
actors played their roles far beyond my expectations of how the characters had
been written. It was truly incredible to see my words come to life as they did,
and to hear the surrounding audience laughing along with me.
When the
awards were announced, I was thrilled to hear
that Duel Love had earned Best Actor, Best Supporting Actor and Best
Production. Congratulations, cast and crew, and thank you for taking my words
and crafting a masterpiece.
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
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