"Holy Schmidt!"

So, this morning, just about 20 minutes ago, I polished off the official "first" draft of "Holy Schmidt!" A whopping 110 pages and an ending that I'm not so sure about. It wasn't the ending that I thought things were building to, but it works with the flow and feeling of the play. I think it will leave the audience angry and upset, but hopefully after they think about it, they'll find it funny and inevitable. Kind of like the end of "Monty Python and the Holy Grail." That ending stinks, man. It feels like a cop-out, but then, you think about it, watch the movie again and figure, yeah. Why should the ending be any less ridiculous than the rest of the movie? It has to be the most ridiculous. I'm just afraid of what my colleauges in the playwrights Workshop are going to think about it. It needs an audience. I need to hear how the jokes and more serious things hit and land. It's a risky endeavor in terms of subject matter and style. It's the weirdest thing I've written to date. I'll find out on my workshop on Jan 31.

But, in order to take my mind off of it, I'll get to work on my next play: "Hades & Persephone" and revise my play "In the Closet," which has become "Eternidad."