Faith Means Something
We meet again. During these very constricting times, we need
to remember that even though we may be stuck inside, that it’s all in aid of
helping those on the front-lines fighting to save those who are dire need of
medical help, so please stay home.
This has been a bit of roller-coaster of emotions during
this time. I have been most things from joyously happy to tearfully upset. I
don’t like this but I need to do it, I am among those considered vulnerable, so
here we are. But luckily all this has
meant I’ve gotten plenty of chances to write. I’ve always had the issue that I
can come up with good ideas but then I don’t write them done and suddenly I’ve
forgotten what made them so good. So armed with my laptop, I’ve been able to write
about a couple of things.
Firstly I think I wrote a monologue, and that was a
different experience to things I’ve tried to write before. There’s something to
a one sided conversation that kind of really makes me dive into a character’s
head and how they would answer their own questions while still talking to
another person, that almost forces you to change you understanding of the
character. Originally I thought I was writing about someone who was sorry for
the heinous crimes they had committed, but as I wrote the words out I soon
thought more along the lines that they were blaming others as a way to justify
what they had done and that made more sense with the character I had in mind,
they wouldn’t be sorry for what they had done but they would try to make it
seem like they were. This was actually really fun to write because the way I
did it, it was almost like acting out the character and how they would deal
with a situation.
I wrote something else this month, but before I start I need
to mention something. The way I tend to work, is I start off with a fantastical
idea and slowly start to make it more based in reality and grounded to actual
things, for example my monologue was originally about a vampire family and in
my head I turned it into more of a crime family, and that’s how I love to work,
I work best in high fiction but plays and monologues, that being said, I wrote
piece all about a very sinful murderous homosexual priest. Now some may say
that speaks plenty of me, but it only in part speaks about me. I love faith, it
is a powerful thing that guides a lot of people to do good with their lives, to
be a better, and I stand by anyone who wants to believe whatever they think is
true and it does them and others good. But still that being said, there is
unfortunately bad sides to all religions and belief, or at least bad people who
take and twist something that’s meant to be beautiful and turn it into an ugly
tool used to hate others for either who they are or because believe differently
to them and that’s something in my opinion that isn’t talked about enough. I
don’t believe in an entirely religious or atheist world, I think we people of
all kinds to make society work. I needed to write this piece, I don’t know if
I’ll ever share it out but at least with this script I know I can talk out
about subjects that mean a lot to me and I think need to be talked about more
in the future.
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Andrew Birch
Andrew is part of the Bunbury Banter Young Playwrights Programme 2019-2020
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