The other day I had a really good idea for a story:
A high school Shakespeare club angrily splits into two groups when they can’t agree on the correct interpretation of Romeo and Juliet. One group thinks it’s a cautionary tale about the stupidity of youth and shallow lust; the other group think it’s a beautiful tragedy about poisonous hatred conquered by love. Reconciliation seems impossible-
-then a person from one group falls in love with a person from the other
#it would be better if somehow EVERY OTHER SHAKESPEARE WAS HAPPENING AT ONCE#like you got a benedict and beatice b-story#and then somebody see’s their dad’s ghost#and there’s cross-dressing#and three upperclassmen tell macbeth he will be drama club president
oh my god I need this
nobody dies but SEVEN PEOPLE ARE EXPELLED
The night I read BoO I sat up for hours drawing what scenes looked like in my head into my sketchbook. These are three of my favourites, meant to be right at the end of the book where the dead are honoured.
i love how in the script Simon was meant to have like a leather jacket and be a total bad boy, but somehow he ended up like this
"I don’t define myself by the boys who may or may not like me."