Marylou recently had her play "Early Retirement" workshopped and read at Lunchbox Theatre, we asked her to share a few thoughts as a relatively new playwright experiencing the workshop/public reading process in a professional setting.
One
early Friday morning in May the phone rang and I mentally prepared
myself as I answered it to hustle into work as a substitute
teacher.Increasingly playwriting had been on my radar moving slowly away
from the hobby designation and toward, do I dare say it, the
professional realm, yet not so seasoned was I as to expect a call. As I
approached the phone I saw the words LUNCHBOX THEATRE dancing across the
display ! I almost lost it, but then composed myself and casually
picked up the phone. It was Glenda Stirling direct! “ I am calling with
news to make your day……” I hung up the phone and then proceeded to lose
it! I thought, wow! She chose my play, my words, my ideas for the Suncor
Stage One Lunchbox Festival of New Work. Early Retirement
was slated to be workshopped for a week in June with professional
actors and a professional director. Hmmmm... I started thinking... what
does that make me? Nahh!
Day
One: I woke up on the morning of June 21st with optimism. Bearing a
smile ear to ear I walked down the hill toward the train to go to
work. I felt like I was really moving toward something great ; imagine
going to your “job” in downtown Calgary with your colleagues being
theatre artists.Though I was trained as an actor and had worked
professionally in the past, 20+ years had gone by. I had to pinch
myself. I was reacquainted with Duval Lang, met Darcy Dunlop and gave
Val Pearson a great big hug. Glenda knew that the two of us went way
back and felt it to be a good fit all round. She was right. It was like
being with family but with all the lousy stuff removed. Comfortable,
productive, respectful and purposeful. That was the sentiment each day
we worked together. Structure, structure, structure and problems….that’s
what I came home with to work on after the first day.
Day
Two: I knew the routine by now. Read, confusion, discuss, notes, read
again. Script doubles back. Rework pages. Find the emotional
arc.Transitions. Everything Trevor Rueger, my amazing dramaturg had
taught me, but this was in double time. Daily deadlines rather than self
imposed weekly or even bi-monthly! Realizations - I could meet the
challenge with focus and effort and, I had no personal attachment to the
piece. It was no longer mine but a collaboration. Everybody plays their
part - how hokey is that! It’s true though. It was almost more exciting
than writing the piece. Actually it was more exciting! Definitely. The
knowledge that two fabulous actors would read my words the next day
created the carrot I needed to make it through the many hours of
intensive rewrites that night.
Day
Three: This is the day that all goes south. It also happened to be the
day that Glenda listened to the entire script! The reading was off, the
timing, my patchwork quilt of dialogue had many loose strings. The
jokes were flat, the character Carol a shrew and I felt like I’d have to
start from scratch! It was all good though. I didn’t lose my head
because that’s not my nature and funny enough, my composure was noted. I
was surprised, but I think it came back to realising that this is my
job, a great and fun job, so get the job done. There was no emotion
needed. Val helped by always giving very clear and precise notes as to
what approach to take for the evening rewrite. She never wanted me to
attack the script on too many fronts at the same time. I think her calm
demeanor led to a very manageable rewrite every night and in turn a very
productive following day.
Day
Four: Scenes to cut and paste; lines to rearrange and some to say
goodbye to forever. I had a scene that transformed from a romantic
dinner for two, to a home renovation project. The need was for Simon to
do something for his wife but also to be completely underfoot. Duval
suggested it, I accepted it. The writing challenge became staging a reno
project in a small space and time frame. This ended up being a much
better choice for the play. More timing issues, and lot’s of rewrites
which had me, for the first time during this week of intensive writing,
staying up until three in the morning. I felt satisfied yet intensely
nervous about Friday as I headed to bed that evening completely absorbed
by this experience to the exclusion of almost everything else. I knew
that there was flooding in Canmore but not the extent of it. No time for
news, not this week!
Day
Five: The phone rang at 8:20 am. Glenda was on the phone and informed
us that Mayor Nenshi had just encouraged people not to go downtown in
preparation for flooding. Glenda made the call to cancel the remaining
three readings in a responsible choice that would have become in the
hours to follow an inevitable choice as the downtown officially closed
down due to an unfathomable flooding event. It remained closed for
almost a week yet with the devastation clean up ongoing to this day.
Summer
rolled on by and Glenda met with me to discuss rewrites for the
potential reading to come in the fall. I rewrote threading in various
ideas through the play to create a more cohesive flowing script.I
resubmitted and through the use of Glenda’s magic wand, she was able to
get three readings, three playwrights, three directors and five or six
actors along with technical staff together for a staging of these plays
in September; three months to the day from when they were slated! My
play Early Retirement was met with resounding applause and post play
discussion to the point where Glenda kindly asked if we could continue
the discussion in the hallway so that the technical staff could go home!
After getting home, my daughter Elise asked why I was holding my head
the whole time. I didn’t think I was but I can say that I felt like I
was with a child at the dentist. I sat nervously not knowing what to
expect yet knowing that no matter the outcome, it wasn’t life or death,
just uncomfortable at worst. Better to have tried and failed than never
to have tried at all! My mantra. Turned out that my “baby” had no
cavities; needed a good cleaning but no major dental work for now.
Not long after that incredibly fortunate experience, I met a woman who asked what I do for work and I caught myself saying , “ I’m a playwright and a teacher.” It’s been a great ride and I feel blessed to have had this opportunity and like anything good, it’s hard to stop at one! I’ll keep balancing the teaching which I love to do with what is becoming increasingly satisfying; creating dialogue.
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