All items: Anna Reynolds

When I'm writing a play I do sometimes imagine the audience reacting to a particular moment but not usually by vomiting, as happened once, or starting a fight.
At school I used to swallow a book in the lunch hour, and now I can do two in that same time. It doesn't feel good. I race through them, unable to slow my reading speed down.
I'm sure it happens to people in other professions too, though."You don't want to open him up there, Doc; you should go in through the stomach, much less messy!"
How it feels when I do it is how I imagine flying would feel to a bird; sometimes just what I do, sometimes an utter freedom.
Soon you're writing articles of your own, furiously opinionated and probably ill-informed. You ask a local paper to print your words. They laugh at you, kindly, but it stings. You give up, briefly.
When asked to write a play about pioneering and adventurous women, Anna Reynolds found herself spoilt for choice. With so many inspiring figures – from Boudicca to the WWII ‘attagirls’ – the question was not whom to include, but whom she could bear to leave out.
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