Right, that’s it. It’s over… finished. Although, obviously, it never ends.
At the weekend I sent Kirsty the final (allegedly) draft of Dragons. Officially at least, the script is complete, and it has been passed into the hands of the folks what are going to put it on and that.
I could pontificate at length once again about how scripts are never finished only abandoned, and it’s likely I’ll give this one another look over. A final triple-check. And of course there’s the possibility that, as the rehearsal and production period goes forward, I’ll be asked to make alterations here and there, which is perfectly fine. It’s not mine any more. Oh, how quickly they grow.
As to the final quality of the piece, I really couldn’t say. I think most of my initial aims have been realised. It was written at a rather breakneck pace, in pretty much all the available time I had; as such, I’d have loved another six months to totally re-draft it from scratch! There are a couple of themes in the original text that I’ve not been able to flesh out to my satisfaction in this adaptation, the most significant of which is the idea of disguise. There’s a certain superhero-y vibe to the characters adopting sobriquets and masks to go out essentially fighting crime, but this wasn’t an idea I had the time to run with; nor was I really able to create a parallel to Shakespeare’s Edgar disguising himself as Tom O’Bedlam. If I ever have the opportunity to re-write it, I’ll probably put more of that in.
But I digress. ’Tis out there. I hope those of you who choose to come see it next April enjoy the living heck out of it.