I highlighted the text: "Who's talking down there?"

This makes it seem like he's schizophrenic. Paranoia and hearing voices are the surefire signs. I've known someone who was heading directly into that storm and it's scary.

Even the doctor is spreading fear.

Ohhhh, Now I get it. This is a play about a bunch of people on shrooms!

Is everyone completely mad in this play? Even the medically trained town doctor?

On the other hand, I can see why Woyzeck chose this PCP, haha. They march to the same beat.

Somebody give this dude a valium.

If the sandman looks into your eyes, you'll go blind. How very young some are when they are fed irrational fears? I'm no scholar, but I'm guessing that's the theme here?

What a fearful play. Even as Marie and Woyzeck believe in their fearful things, they share such things in song to their child.

It's interesting how quickly Marie becomes a quick believer in anything that's presented to her as well. Even as she has doubts in Woyzeck's wild notions, she's perfectly okay to believe some of her own.

This is as relevant today as it ever was; when someone begins to be lost to paranoia or fears they often hurt those around them.

This is another lesson that comes up time and time again. Think about how hard this would have hit; to work on a play that you are writing, determined to win a prize, sure that it could be your moment... only to have it be past the deadline. I can't even count the amount of times I found out about something too late, showed up somewhere and had them tell me the part was no longer available. I was once on a tv pilot, then the pandemic happened and it was put on pause, then cancelled. It never came back. And all of these things are okay. THIS is a part of the artists journey. You must be unafraid of the fall if you are to make the jump.

This is a very interesting thing about how people become great writers. It's a lesson I never forgot. The writer Hunter S Thompson once said that he would retype entire novels, just to get a feel for what the writer was thinking, to understand the method and the prose as each word follows. This is a lesson in greatness I think. When I started joke writing, I would write out a joke word by word and then take it apart. I would consider how important each word was in relation to the joke. It's something I'm still doing and has taught me the patterns, the turn, the punch, the changes. I feel like typing something out forces someone to pay a very close and detailed attention that wouldn't come simply from reading. When Georg Büchner translated Hugo's plays, I think that would have been a great and invaluable lesson in writing.

Wait. What?

Let me get this straight, they got drunk, had a little drunk sex, and now... what? All is doomed?<br /> Huh. Well. I guess I better flee myself then, because...but no! The shame! I must instead fall upon my sword! As soon as I chop the head off this bird.

Is this dude a sociopath? Dexter Morgan over here.

Actually this is pretty funny too.

Again, how quickly she keeps going from I love you but I despise you, but run away with me while I hate you... it just reads like a comedy and now I can't seem to read the play in any other light

If they are not already hammered, then this play makes even less sense.

This play has already lost me. It's reading like a satire, a comedy to me right now. Was that the intention all along? Everything in this kind of contrast with sudden and abrupt and unrealistic jolts is typically a comedic theme. "Oh how I love thee... But I hate you, but I love you, but come to me now, before I run from you.... oh wait. I do love you. Nah, nevermind. I totally don't."

Oh man. Why did I hear this line in Donald Trump's voice?

Looks like is a $10 word meaning "flirtatiously."

I'm so stealing this word. I already have a few people in mind. "Alright ya fusspot, lighten up!"

I got really curious here what a "Speaking-tube" was. At first I was thinking perhaps that is what phones were called back then, as the telephone was around in 1888, but apparently this was just a tube that you would first whistle into, in order to get someone's attention, and then speak. The sound would travel through a tube into another room. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5632ccafe4b0292ace739608/1547142944956-9TLFRI48RNNJR08UK3J8/IMG_0425.JPG?format=300w

How am I already stuck? Haha. I'm thinking: :"what in the name of Hamlet is goffered paper?" It sounds like what you would say if you took so many notes that you can't read them. As in: "Dude, that goffered paper is unreadable, good luck deciphering that gibberish!" Looks like it's actually like an embossed classy style with crimps and designs, like the kind that at one time I guess was the fancy to-do. Perhaps like textured with floral designs.