The best performances will be the later performances: the environment (indoors) will take on an odour of char. (Perhaps soot to be sprinkled?). Pitch-black, at pre-curtain, is ideal (put velvet covers over EXIT signs, for example—the show is unsafe anyway). The ukulele begins and it is drunken. This could last for an hour or longer, or: for as little as one or two minutes. Four attendants (or as many as are required) walk the aisles and “puff” the smell of burning oil, preferably using wooden bellows attached to small kerosene-burning lanterns. The neon (yellowish blue) illuminates: HELL. The light is strong enough to make out a “life-sized” shack. A body of water before it. Ukulele and the imperfect wall of glass separates objects from their conventional shape-identities. They are now drunk, depressed, and completely anxious. The neon: HLEH etc.
The ukulele is devastated with crackling. The attendants may choose to illustrate this by burning plastic/cellophane etc. Furies are common-looking, attired in contemporary clothes. Their non-descript fashion is meant to contrast with the flame-explosions around, and in, the life-sized shack. Certainly and soon—a ball of flame. This burning may last over an hour.
Passing paper around with the message is a form of anxiety. Some, as an example, may fear burn my hair off. The manuscripts, in this case, do not trust each other. Everyone is “suddenly” artistic and troubled.
For each symmetry there is a fire. Now three shacks burn, making duplications in the real-life sea (body of water). One hand-made protagonist (puppet head) must convey the inevitability of self-distrust/self-certainty about this dread: “he always knew already.” Even furies cannot swim, it is up to the attendants to—in the end—really push.
—>even non-writers now know
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Jake Kennedy's poems, prose works, and visuals have appeared or are forthcoming in a number of literary journals including Combo, Queen Street Quarterly, Chain, Hunger Magazine, and The Diagram. For his manuscript, Hazard, which explores some of the more uncanny biographical details of a number of artists and writers, Kennedy has received a Works-in-Progress grant from the Ontario Arts Council.
Excerpted in Tarpaulin Sky: "Sitwell" considers the 6 ft tall Dame's terrifying encounters with a "bone doctor" in her youth; "Lowry" reflects upon Malcolm Lowry's rather disturbing experiences with house-fires and manuscripts.
You can email Jake at firstname.lastname@example.org