There is a room
Three characters
Electricity goes out
One looks for a light source
One gets scared
One falls in love with one of the
other characters during the event
“I love you!” Ann blurts out, antsy
for attention and comfort in return. Her palms hold the pacific, while her eyes
attempt to blockade the Atlantic. She’s been planning this moment relentlessly,
the need for perfect smothering her now messy house. All that energy…seemingly
a waste. It was a waste.
And Johnny, he failed to hold back
the water in many places, if you know what I mean. While the other two were
obsessed with doing whatever they do, he nodded off. When the lights fell
asleep, he shrieked. Panic attacks aluminate his insides, while they make his
vision black. No pun intended.
Sparkles is quiet. She’s always
quiet. When the lights fell asleep, she knew monsters wouldn't wake. Fear is
irrelevant, and acts only as a catalyst for “be killed or fight.” She has no
logical reason to do either.
Ann is melting through the holes in
her seat, as Hurricane Failure erases all the progress she had made. What ifs
take over…what if she bought flowers at that coffee shop a year ago, what if
she held that one door open a little longer? What if what if what if. Fear
consumes her, realizing she just lit a fire, and their relationship the victim.
All she can do now is shake and rock and cry.
Johnny is still fighting absolutely nothing, according to Sparkles. She
thinks he’s a drama queen, and she’s always right. In between swings and jabs
he listens to Ann’s meltdown. His shrink says grounding is the best way to
fight attacks. Ann becomes his ground, and from above he can’t help but to
shoot a stringed arrow at her heart. It’s easy to fall in love with someone
that brings you back from insanity, especially when they’re vulnerable. Sparky
is annoyed with these two emotionals. Annoyance is a catalyst for action,
whatever it takes to get away from it. In this case, the door is turning the
lights on.
“I love you,” proclaims Johnny. Ann
cries harder. Could these moments get any worse, or is it better? At this point, her laughter and crying are
indistinguishable.
Sparky opens the living room door,
and light invades. She goes to get a muffin. Johnny now has tremendous hope that Ann will
be his. Ann sees her everything walk away, never to return. All that
energy…seemingly a waste. It was a waste. Her life will be sparkless.
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TedTalk about thinking inside the box:
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TedTalk about thinking inside the box:
