If all the world’s a stage, then there must be a bunch of really lousy writers lurking behind the scenes. With the advent of texting and instant messages, language is being sliced, diced, maimed, and utterly annihilated.
Thankfully, we can go to theaters with actual stages and hear elevated language that touches us deep down inside, that teaches us, informs us, challenges us, and maybe even changes us just a little bit.
This week I was fortunate enough to catch up with playwright Mark Snyder. Mark lives a chaotic and creative existence here in New York City, somehow finding a balance between running around the metropolis while also grabbing enough time to hunker down with his computer, creating characters, lives, and drama that make the boring/confusing/chaotic world-stage we live in a little more tolerable.
Mark’s plays include: LILA CANTE, WIPE AWAY, THE BEANBAG GAME, LILITH ON TODAY, and THE SOUNDS OF ICE as well as many one-acts and shorter plays. For three summers he hosted and performed in Red Light Nights at New York’s The Slipper Room (Firecracker Productions).
His plays have been produced and developed in Chicago, San Francisco, Portland and Minneapolis. His essays have appeared in ThePeeq and at Maud Newton.com, and he has read new work at Pete’s Candy Store (courtesy of the2ndHand.com) and throughout downtown New York City. Mark was born in Warren, Ohio and can be contacted at: www.myspace.com/markbsnyder.
Mark, every writer has their own weird processes and habits… what sort of weird things do you do before, during, and after writing?
Well, I tend to be an early riser, so I’m at my desk by 5am every day – that’s a little weird, I suppose – but very necessary. I tend to wrap rubber bands around my wrist a lot, for some reason. I play with them while I’m working, thinking, walking, eating, etc.
Also, my day job is sitting in an office and my writing desk is in my apartment, so I tend to work out a lot to take the edge off. And while I sweat, I talk to my characters. The Equinox gym bunnies don’t know what to do with themselves – particularly when I laugh out loud at something or other.
Wow, I never see 5am unless I haven’t been to bed yet…What’s the hardest thing about being a playwright? And the easiest?
Hardest: There are so many voices and only so many production opportunities (notice I didn’t say DEVELOPMENT opportunities) to go around. Making one’s voice heard is a tough job. If I’m going to be completely honest, finding time to write daily can sometimes be a huge challenge. I never get enough sleep, it seems.
Easiest: Supporting your friends by going out to see new plays in the theater. My favorite place in the world is inside a theater space, so it doesn’t require much arm-twisting to get me to show up.
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