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with the same apparent immobility, prodigiously verifiable by all my senses, and even by the touch of my right hand; but the waterfall noise had become hyperacute, and just one millimeter away from the locomotive’s incadescent furnace, because of the speed, it was deathly cold.

For a genuine story to emerge it is most important that the scenes should to start with be played quite simply one after another, using the experience of real life, without taking account of what follows or even of the play’s overall sense.  The story then unreels in a contradictory manner; the individual scenes retain their own meaning; they yield (and stimulate) a wealth of ideas; and their sum, the story, unfolds authentically without any cheap all-pervading idealization (one word leading to another) or directing of subordinate, purely functional component parts to an ending in which everything is resolved.

Awake, 8-ish; sludgy commute, I am dragging a ~50 lbs. camera bag with me; finish novel by popular Japanese guy on the train — grade… I’d say B-minus; early-day consumption is banana, coffee, water. Produce mass-mailing of reproductive healthcare CD, grapple with strange non-intuition of helper-intern woman. Mid-day consumption is: trailmix. Withering within this busy-ness. Merciful tech e-mail floats into view: Total System Shutdown tonight, everyone must leave at 4pm! Lug the bag to Alphabet City — hasty thrift-store hopping. The scene we are shooting today is the tail end of the main character’s suicide speech, to be shot on a roof in the East Village. The lines we have to cover are these: “Voluntary death must give us peace, if not happiness. Now that I am ready, I find nature more beautiful than ever, paradoxical as this may sound. I have seen, loved, and understood more than others. But I am a not a god. I am one of the most common humans. Goodbye.” This passage is stolen perhaps word-for-word from Akutagawa’s own suicide note. I am looking for something like peasant garb; director arrives to meet me, scolds me for being too literal. I am still wanting a second cup of coffee. The Actress arrives, we switch thrift stores. …continued

“Trial of the Century” stars Tina Fey as JK Rowling. It is a courtroom drama about a famous author who sues the Internet for copyright infringement.