(LYNN is sleeping. DREAM LYNN is onstage with the GUITARIST.)
DREAM LYNN
How long have I been sleeping?
GUITARIST
I don't know.
DREAM LYNN
What day is it? Did I sleep through my birthday?
GUITARIST
I don't know.
DREAM LYNN
What time is it there?
GUITARIST
I don't know.
DREAM LYNN
Do you know anything?
(He plays the melody in DREAM LYNN's head on the guitar.)DREAM LYNN
Stop!
GUITARIST
Wouldn't that sound so much better on piano?
DREAM LYNN
I can't play. End of story.
GUITARIST
I can help you structure it into a song, if you want. I have this idea for a great bridge section.
DREAM LYNN
No, no, no!
(LYNN wakes up.)
LYNN
Would you just leave us alone, already?
GUITARIST
Fine. (He starts to leave.)
DREAM LYNN
Don't go!
GUITARIST
Clearly, you don't want my help.
LYNN
I had a dream about you....
GUITARIST
You've had lots of dreams about me.
LYNN
No, earlier...It was...something happened. It was the answer to everything. I was happy again. What was it? (She looks at DREAM LYNN) You remember...You were there.
DREAM LYNN
I don't know. (She looks around.) Where's Riley?
GUITARIST
In the Mississippi River. With me.
LYNN
Where's Keenan?
DREAM LYNN
He's gone.
LYNN
I want him to come back.
GUITARIST
I thought you didn't want to remember.
LYNN
I don't want to remember. I want him to come back. How long has he been gone?
DREAM LYNN
I don't know.
LYNN
What time is it?
DREAM LYNN
I don't know.
YOU ARE READING
THE SPINS - a play in one act
General FictionOn the eve of her 27th birthday, alcoholic and former pianist, Lynn, escapes from the world as her rock icon, a dead musician, helps her through the grief from losing her older brother and the end of her last relationship in a series of dreams. The...