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DIALOGUE [Nov. 12th, 2007|11:06 pm]
So a friend has been encouraging me to write poetry again, and damn if I haven't touched poetry in over three years, and I suck. I mean I really suck. Like suck in a way that I kind of wonder how I ever wrote poetry in the first place. It used to be so easy, my mind just kind of worked that way, but damn if my writing hasn't devolved into literal, dialogue driven, waste of words. It's pretty depressing. And I keep asking myself, what the hell have I been doing the last three years to let my talents get this ridiculously bad. I got all this theory and composition up in my head from studying Bentley and reading hundreds, if not thousands of scripts, and I've gotten pretty talented at plucking little pieces of all the people I've ever known (and I've known quite a few) to craft characters. But I've been lazy and used the excuse that scripts are all about dialogue to let my writing, I mean the heart, the raw literary exercise of my composition atrophy into crap. What sort of writer am I anymore without that? In my pursuit of the purity of being a playwright I may have thrown the baby out with the bathwater, and now I shudder as to whether I can get it back.