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JulieJordanScott - > Julie Jordan Scott - My Life on Stage - The Stage In My Life -> I Wait for Sleep - thanks to Matt and Bakotopia
I Wait for Sleep - thanks to Matt and Bakotopia
We sat in a circle, five women in all.
 
They read, I listened and nodded… reveled in the words and in the beautiful beings gathered there, on stage, for a first rehearsal of “I Wait for Sleep” – a One Act Play which will be performed as a part of the 20th Annual One Act Festival at Bakersfield Community Theatre beginning in June.
 
 The last line was spoken by Janice Bondurant, who plays woman.
 
She said, “This script has… something… like a drumbeat.. no. Not exactly that. It has a heartbeat. That’s it. It has a heartbeat.”
 
I turned my head and let the tears come.
 
The script is written by Laura Maxwell. Someone I am very close to and know quite intimately. You could even say she was me.
 
I first used a pseudonym when I wrote a creative non-fiction article, an essay for a national newsletter that dealt with Infant Loss. I was the Contributing Editor in the Infertility Section. I wrote an article sharing my choice to no longer seek to have children, not in the current state of my marriage.
 
I wrote using a pseudonym because it felt both highly personal and I was being sensitive to my family. This being a Journal with international readership, one never knows who will pick it up, read it, and jump to conclusions.
 
Laura Maxwell came in handy that time, although I can still remember one person close to me who recognized me – and called me out.
 
This time I pondered my choice.
 
Who might I hurt in telling this story, with honesty, with truth? Who might be bruised to see the bare, raw, naked truth performed on stage?
 
My main focus in writing is in the Life Story or Memoir genre. Family members have been known to wag their fingers at me, “I don’t want to see this published somewhere!” and then, there are those moments that transcend so much of life to that point that as an artist I simply must bring it to life with words.
 
Writing “I Wait for Sleep” was one of those moments when pieces clicked into place and it went from “I wonder what it would be like to take this, weave in that… “ to being “Ohmigawsh, I can not wait to see if this would work….” To the moment hearing Janice’s comments….
 
And Kayleen’s comment, “Ohhh… so painful, so intense…”
 
And Joy’s words, “Julie, you are such a one of a kind… which is why I love you so much.”
 
And then I thought how none of this would have happened if Bakotopia didn’t exist.
 
My Muse and I, afterall, first made contact through this special place, yes - right here.
 
There is a strong element of risk in telling this story.
 
What if he hates it? What if his perspective all-these-months-later has diverted west in a way that makes his view completely different than mine?
 
I took a moment just now to pause, to reflect, to laugh at myself a little.
 
Wednesday night after this first rehearsal I went to The Junction, my favorite place to sing karaoke. I said to someone, I can’t remember who, “I feel like I am pregnant and have just seen the first ultrasound!”
 
There is the heartbeat Janice heard. There are all the body parts and the organs – all recognizeable. Now, it is time to simply bring them all to maturity and health.
 
Because now, there is no turning back.
 
In less than a month, the doors will swing open and audience members will walk through the doors and this story will be told.
 
Thanks to Matt – and Bakotopia.
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posted by JulieJordanScott on Saturday, May 19, 2007 at 02:19 PM
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