I have never had someone read back to me what I had written. A play read was the closest that ever came to that but even then we would be moving so fast between the lines that it hardly felt odd.

When you have a group of people reading and interpreting lines you wrote and that too for large periods of time… it gets very unnerving. Throw in the occasional compliment on how the lines are written and you just have no idea to how to respond. Its even more confusing when the lines weren’t written in a grandeur scale to be ever read back (tell me that it will be read back to me and i will most definitely write it differently… more comedy, less philosophy :P )

Its an amazing feeling when someone steps out and brings out a brilliantly different interpretation of the lines than what you ever considered. Its almost like the lines have life of their own… It makes you feel strong and helpless at the same time.