Tag Archive: writing

The World

I Shall we cower in a bunker? Shall we read piles of books? Make amends with our parents? Or splurge on a Prius? Shall we hike through Zimbabwe? Shall we see all our friends?… Continue reading

Death

This scene is set at one grave in a cemetery. A GUY enters, carrying a karaoke machine. He is in comfortable clothes, with a baseball hat on his head. He sets his player… Continue reading

Bed of Roses

(Readers, I hope you have some patience for a ten-minute play) This is entirely fictional and is the product of the author’s own imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, places and events is… Continue reading

The Sun

The heat is up. It is an undying walk home. That treacherous journey from a to b. That pilgrimage that never ends, not even at its end. The rays strike me, sweat pours… Continue reading