I was so mad at my agent. I had polished and polished and…
“I was so mad at my agent. I had polished and polished and polished [the play], and he referred to it as a draft. I wrote him a bitter letter: How can you call this a draft? I don't do drafts! By now I've done 18, and its turning, in the rehearsal room, into a 19th.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The author expresses frustration that her work, repeatedly refined, is still labeled a draft, highlighting the tension between artistic perfectionism and external labeling.
In simple terms: Frustration over being called a draft despite extensive revisions.
Accept that drafts are part of refinement.
Themes
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Type
When to use this quote
- theatre production
- writing workshops
- publishing
- collaborative projects
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you balance perfectionism with collaborative feedback?
- When is a draft no longer a draft?
The term “draft” can be useful for feedback, even if it feels diminishing.