Friend or Foe

Friend or Foe
A writer’s imagination is their greatest asset.

It’s also their worst enemy.

The problem with imagination is that you can’t turn it off. That is a real boon when you’re behind the PC plugging away are turning an idea into a play. But in the dusty recesses of the mind when you’re not tasked to the eyeballs it can be counterproductive.

I aspire to be professionally produced. But my imagination takes to a path where I am an old man, still slaving away and never realising that goal.

It also takes me down tracks of fantasy, where I am discovered, be it from a pitch letter, synopsis, meeting a director that’s visited the website/blog, read my posts on the forums I visit…

I now realise that I have no desire to be famous. Thank God! Playwright’s have famous names, but who knows what Willy Russell looks likes? (Willy even joked that Liverpool taxi drivers mistake him for Alan Bleasdale!)

I want that break. But my imagination either takes me to fantastical discovery or failure.

It’s a trend I have to break, to make this dream a reality.