The Bloody Doors Off

If they ask me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget

Songwriters: Richard Rodgers / Lorenz Hart

Apparently I’m a Pants writer.

As in ‘by the seat of my pants’.

I don’t like outlining things in advance.

I’m sure you’ve noticed by now.

It’s even that way with plays.

Usually starts with a snippet of dialogue, a character talking in my head.

Or a bare bones concept.

It’s how I wrote A Song for Rachel.

The Intern made a crack about a comment Mary made about having ‘a healthy glow’.

And Bob’s your uncle.

I think this style serves me well enough.