The Bloody Doors Off

One of my top 10 movies.

I’m remembering a scene that describes exactly how I’m feeling right now.

Tom Cruise (as David) stands on a rooftop to face his final fear. It’s a moment of clarity for him.

I feel like I’m on the verge of that for my play. Like I’m standing on the edge and looking into the void. And smiling, because I can tell that the story it waiting for me to … leap without fear and just let the muse take hold.

Now, the nature of my face your fears moment? I’m not exactly sure what it is. But I can feel it, deep in my bones. Just like I did for A Song for Rachel. Because then, I’d lived it. The play became a part of me. Last Call feels the same.

This is not Russian roulette. But I desperately want to pull the literary trigger.