Corey’s Story Adventure, 8
June 21, 2009
From Corey:
This morning started off rough. My inner critic was loud. He called me a wimp. Told me I couldn’t go the distance. Pointed out how much weight I’ve gained since living in LA and that people don’t like to look at a slob on stage. Yes. He was loud.
Over coffee, Annie immediately set me off on a series of exercises. She wanted me to listen to this voice. To let him air his grievances. I wrote them on the page and quickly, he blew his load and then backed off. We could get to work.
We dove into the Believer and then married him to the Doubter. They signed a Ketubah that committed them to one another for life. For better or worse, they were going to stick together forever.
The critic voiced his opinion again and I became heavy rather quickly after we acted out some scenarios between the believer and the doubter. My tendency to sit in my shit was strong, but we decided to power through it. We drove to a coffee shop, looked through some of our videos and started our scripting. Some of it worked. I started to see potential and the critic’s voice dimmed over my shoulder.
We sped off to a light lunch (minestrone and meatball soup and a delightful spinach salad) and then we headed back to Annie’s to continue our scripting. Suddenly it was coming together. Character’s voices were becoming clear. The structure was emerging. It was fun again and the Doubter and the Believer in me were supporting one another.
I loaded all the videos onto my computer and headed back to the hotel for some rest. I called my father and spoke to him for a while. He asked about my trip and what I was doing and that felt good. I’m going to see if I can sleep for an hour before we head out to dinner and then wrap up our night.
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