I’ve been to a fair number of plays.
But until this weekend’s “Long Story Shorts” festival, I had never seen a play that so heavily relies on — even praises — its writing.
As a member of the ninth Writing for the Screen and Stage interdisciplinary minor class, I was recruited to help out with this weekend’s festival of plays written by the graduating class.
Each night, I shepherded audience members through the stage door into the black box that is Swain Hall Studio 6.
The six-piece movable set spelled out “WSS” on the stage, immediately bringing the crowd — every seat and step was taken all four shows — into the writer-oriented experience.
The plays themselves were all exemplary — the tedious editing and redrafting processes evident in the seamless conversation and chemistry.
Not to say the acting was lacking. Each play was professionally cast with age-appropriate actors at the top of their craft. But without the writing, the dedication to character and conversation, there would be nothing.
I experienced all six 10-minute one acts four times, and never tired of any of the rich stories.
Some I heard rather than saw, standing in the wings to give the actors room to enter and exit the floor. The fact that each play was just as enjoyable hiding behind a curtain is further proof that the scripts held the power.
At curtain call after each performance, the cast would take their bows before welcoming the writer of their piece onto the stage. The applause and cheers always swelled when a writer walked out.