Origami No. 6

'I wrote all the time. Everywhere. When I wasn't writing, I was thinking about it or continuing to 'write' in my head. . . . I wasn't very good company. At that time, a major critic commented that I wrote 'disposable plays,' and in some sense he was probably right. But nothing mattered to me then except to get the stuff down on paper...' - Sam Shepard

The overwhelming majority of writers I talk to or have seen quoted describe writing as a lonely, solitary life and, as a playwright, I must echo those sentiments. Much of what we write ends up on a pile - unread and unappreciated; a pile that grows with every stroke of the pen or punch of the keyboard, accumulating dust with age. We write about what interests us and what is perhaps uninteresting to others. We write because the passion we realize from writing is unattainable anywhere else. We write because we will die if we do not. And when we are applauded by friends and colleagues for what we have written, the result is, at best, the affirmation that inevitably sends us back to our typewriter to continue on in that solitary, lonely life that a writer can never escape.

That's why it's advantageous to have other interests besides writing. Like porn.
- Jeffrey James Ircink

Origami is sort of my catchword for a featured blog entry that highlights my original writings - could be an excerpt from one of my plays, a poem, a song, a rant, a rave, a cursing, etc. Origami is the art of folding paper (the word is of Japanese origin). So, within the folds of this particular blog feature you may find something really beautiful, meaningful or poignant.