Todays challenge was to write a play using the Earnst Hemmingway quote,
‘The world is a fine place and worth fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.’
My brain went straight to the idea of war, in particular the first world war. My great grandfather fought at the Somme and I remember when I was very young my granddad telling me when his father returned from the war he was different and would not talk about his experiences, I have been fascinated by it ever since. I guess it comes from a place of wanting to understand something I can’t. Since then my love of history has grown to incorporate many things but the first world war will always hold the most sway over me. I have read many books on it, fiction and non-fiction and remember writing an essay in college about homo-erotic undertones in ‘Birdsong’ by Sebastian Faulks and ‘The Ghost Road’ by Pat Barker.
It has become a life long obsession of mine. So I suppose it is only natural for my brain to connect, ‘worth fighting for’ to world war one. I wanted to explore the idea of no longer feeling you belong to the world or that the world isn’t worth fighting for through a soldiers eyes. I found myself tearing up as I was thinking about what I was going to write. I kept it short because I wanted the focus to be on a conversation exploring this. If you want to read something slightly darker than I usually write, here’s the link, 28 Plays Later: Challenge 9 (Their World)
Baba is still off sick, he just can’t seem to keep a stable temperature and I think I’m getting what he’s got and it’s not nice (and I don’t have asthma on top of it!) We’ve been cuddling and watching films again today 🙂 I find myself getting a little inner frustration at times with the lack of alone time but his cuddles and conversation make up for it, he is so clever its easy to forget he’s six. God love him! Anyways I’m going to try to get some sleep before I try and attempt to write a never-ending play tomorrow (your guess is as good as mine!)
Be kind to each other, be kind to yourselves.