Spent this sunny Saturday morning brainstorming different ways to use this week's writing challenge.
My local Starbucks is usually packed to the gills with writerlies and artsy types, but it turns out that there's seating a-plenty around 9am.
(There's also a lot of conversation to tune out. Earbuds are key.)
I think my original intent for the idea, when I wrote it, was to be an absurd take on the sort of documentary profiles we were watching at that time in Dr. Corea's psychology class. I just thought it would be really funny to have the voiceover narration casually declare that today was the day he kills this man. (Let us not speculate on my mental state at the time... it was college and I probably hadn't slept much.)
So I started thinking about whether it had to be a voiceover, or should it be the actual interviewer who declares this? (In which case the interviewee would have to react...) And then I thought about whether it had to be a documentary—it could just be an interview. An interview for a job, perhaps? And then I started thinking of the worst job I ever had, and how the interview for it would have gone if the guy I worked for had presented himself then as he would later act toward me...
It may continue to evolve in the writing of it, but so far, so promising!