For the Benefit of Mr Kite

Before this play, I've never actually read a play before. I can think my woeful high-school English classes for that. Every time we did a play it was, to put it bluntly, painful. Everyone taking turns to be a character and reading aloud. It still makes me shudder.

Anyway, I finished Death of a Salesman this morning and I really enjoyed it. I thought that would find the endless dialogue tedious because I generally find it a bit boring in most novels but I powered through this play (it's not long). Because it is a play, the dialogue is everything and therefore a lot of thought has gone into. Also, if I skip the dialogue, I skip the whole story!

Another thing that I enjoyed about reading this play, was deciphering the characters. Without the actors and director, the dialogue just gives a basic shell of each of the characters and I found to interesting to see how they developed just through the dialogue alone. Although it's pretty clear from the start that Willy is crazy, the other characters a bit more subtle. I quite liked the boys.

Speaking of characters, towards the end of the play, I was beginning to hope that Willy wouldn't die. A silly wish clearly, as the play isn't titled Death of a Salesman for nothing.

In other news: I have succumbed Tom's cold. It could be Vanessa's but it's more likely to have come from Tomas. I struggled through work today; Fenella is growing quickly. She was sleeping on me today and she's getting so much bigger than when we first got her; Tomas went to Port Macquarie today for site visit. He left a 4am and got back at 4pm; and I took some pseudoephedrine about 2 hours ago so now I am wide away but I need to sleep...