Sometimes when I write this blog I think I am talking to myself. it is my monologue — to put it in stage terms. Why do we write blogs?
Some are actually fascinating and informative while others are ramblings. I stopped doing diaries years ago because I was tired of
something only I would read. And found it bored me. Probably it would bore others even more. But now I am writing a blog.
I have no real audience. Very few people read what I say. So am I doing a monologue? do I need a monologue? I feel compelled to write every few days, although in the theatre monologues should be few and pointed towards the direction of the narrative. In life we so often stray from the narrative, not seeing an end in sight although every human knows there will be an end.
I actually have to write an opinion for the International Center of
Women Playwrights next month — something meaningful perchance? Something towards the narrative that women have as much interesting to say dramatically as men?