A new play written by janis craft and developed with the teenagers on this blog.

Monday, April 30, 2007

how people came to be.

hey so, ive been reading this book and it had a little something about stars that i really liked.
the book in general didnt really have much to do about stars, except for one character who was really into them.
so yea, just thought id share this with all of you.
hope ya like it.
If there was a religion of Annaism, and i had to tell you how humans made their way to earth, it would go like this: in the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brighter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and spilled out a million stars, like a fountain of tears. Horrified, the moon tried to swallow them up. And sometimes this worked, because she got fatter and rounder. But mostly it didnt, because there were just so many. The stars kept coming, until they made the sky so bright the sun got jealous. He invited the stars to his side of the world, where it was always bright. What he didnt tell them, though, was that in the daytime, theyd never be seen. So the stupid ones leaped from the sky to the ground, and they froze under the weight of their own foolishness. The moon did her best. She carved each of these blocks of sorrow into a man or a woman. She spent the rest of her time watching out so that her other stars wouldnt fall. She spent the rest of her time holding onto whatever scraps she had left.

Monday, April 9, 2007

reading on the plane

It was bizarre and somewhat cool to be reading the new script on the plane to London. Being closer to the stars while reading gave it a whole new meaning that sounds cliche but was still moving. It's interesting when you read something new it starts to frame the experience that follows the read. My travels in London, Dover and Paris were slightly framed with the thoughts of the play-the sharing, the judgements, the stories-what is important, who will we remember and why do we remember the people that we do? These questions were present throughout my journey. I am really drawn to the characters in the sky/heavens/system and like the new twist. I am also reading "Lovely Bones" right now and the Aeriel view is a cool point of view.


what a fantastic galaxy we formed! (the Nextfest crew)