I never thought of myself as a playwright. But a few months ago, the Mayne Island Little Theatre challenged locals to write plays that were no longer than twenty minutes, had no more than three characters, and depicted a view of island life. These plays were to be submitted blind, no names attached.
Well, finding that a challenge was just what my writing needed at the time, I decided to give it a try.
I recalled a humourous experience while giving a ride to someone, and this became my first play.
My second play started life as a short story about the internment of Mayne Islanders of Japanese origins.
I enjoyed writing the plays, but was of two minds about submitting them. I rather timidly, and urged by friends, while not really expecting them to be chosen, entered them.
I was shocked when the theatre company’s readers selected both my efforts. Tomorrow and for the next two nights, my little darlings, along with three others by local writers, will be displayed for all to see.
You can probably imagine my excitement.