Actually this is not a complete play, but rather three scenes. While the scenes are in order, they follow an absent first scene. That scene I wrote while in college—in my pre-playwright days—just as an exercise to a) write more and b) inject my descriptive and static writing with action and dialogue. And this scene remains in a notebook buried in my basement at home.
In that scene, a guy named Bort finds his friend Alec laying on his floor suffering from a writing-related mind-freeze. They talk it over a bit (Alec revealing that he’s trying to write a novella, specifically—hence the working title), and in the end Bort drags him out to face the real world. And as you’ll see, what he meant by that was hitting up a local dive bar. Ages, place, time … I’m keeping these details a little vague at the moment. Oh, what the hell: mid-20s, New York (not Manhattan
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