One Page Play

Yay! I  got into the final of the Cambridge Menagerie Theatre One Page Play Competition.

Here’s the play what I wrote:

PAPER SCISSORS STONE

by James Harris 

Two middle-aged MEN face one another. They are smartly dressed, businesslike, powerful.  

They play PAPER, SCISSORS, STONE. 

Each time they play both men make the same sign. Neither man wins a single round.  

Eventually one speaks. 

Mr One           When will this war end? 

Mr Two           We play until it is done. 

Mr One           We are too closely matched. 

Mr Two           Hm. Stalemate. 

Mr One           It would seem. 

Mr Two           Suggestion? 

Mr One           We end with a draw. 

Mr Two           Cease our unending conflict with no winner? 

Mr One           And no loser. 

They consider this. 

Mr Two           No winner? 

Mr One           And no loser. 

Mr Two           Very well. 

Mr One           Shake on it. 

Mr Two proffers his hand for a handshake. 

Mr One brings up “scissors”. He smiles in triumph. Mr Two is aghast

END.

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Friday’s Short Story

storytellerI had time to reflect, as I activated the footswitch that would open the trapdoor beneath the chair to which I had carefully strapped myself, that my self-destructive nature had arguably taken a turn for the worse.

And as I tumbled into the glass-walled tank I had constructed and filled with water, genetically-engineered killer sea bees and a giant robot octopus with a handgun in every tentacle, I knew I was no longer merely my own worst enemy.

I was my own arch-enemy. This was a troubling development.

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