Living in the Lion's Den

In summary, Ellen was such a godsend yesterday. There. My blogpost is done. You can go.


The following sounds extremely rushed, impotent, and cretinous. I apologize in advance.

Yesterday, Ellen and I switched projects for the last period of class, and it was one of my favorite parts of this project so far. I needed to change gears in order to get some ideas for this project.
So, I wrote some poetry about Enneagram Type One while Ellen worked on one of my Plays, gingerly titled 'Untitled: The 5th Swarming Edition of Wasps in the Zoo '. It's a pretty ridiculous piece, but it has a special place in my heart. Anyways, I ended up getting stuck. You know, once you accuse someone of coming from an unplanned pregnancy and her father of having a secret stash of Charlie Brown Specials, you know you have to take a time out.
So, Ellen and I switched. And it was exactly what I needed.
I've actually never been into rhyming poetry, I find that it tends to be repetitive and boring. At least when I write it. But Ellen's project was Songwriting so goddamnit I was going to rhyme. Even if it (most likely) killed me. And I actually had fun. It was more structured than I've been doing for the past couple of weeks (which was basically me writing poetry about why I was having a block with writing poetry). And Ellen was flashingly fabulous.
She gave me an entire scene that I just couldn't seem to write but it's perfect.

Schuyler and Mom stand together while Laurel sits down in front of a lion exhibit. Schuyler points behind Laurel.

SCHUYLER

Hey, look at that lion!

LAUREL

I don't care.

SCHUYLER

No look, it's clawing at Laurel's head! And it keeps opening its mouth...

MOM

Sweetie you might want to move away from that glass.

LAUREL

What are you-AHHHHHHHH!

SCHUYLER

Haha.

LAUREL

Be quiet Schuyler. You want me to repeat the story of the time the snake-

Behind them, a young boy approaches.

LAUREL

And a really fascinating fact about the lion is that it actually lives in the grasslands, not the jungle as many believe.

SCHUYLER

Yes, because I can't see the obvious informational blurb.

MOM

Shut up Schuyler, your sister is just being nice because a cute guy walked by.

GUY

What?

LAUREL

MOM!

MOM

Let me introduce you to my daughter Laurel. She is truly one of the most unbearable people in the universe and I think that you two will get along quite well.

LAUREL

I hate you for all eternity.

MOM

She's just oozing with charisma.

GUY

Umm, alright.

A girl appears from behind him and they hold arms.

GUY

Nice to meet you, and never speak to me again.

The couple walks off

MOM

Well, I tried.

I've cleaned it up from this version since yesterday, but it is still basically the same and I love it and I couldn't have done it without her. Kudos.