Preface
“Cracked Mirror”
from the original award-winning screenplay by Robert G. Christie
Okay, I can’t help but admit: I’m an incessant daydreamer. In fact it’s almost an addiction. After decades of daydream after daydream, I finally came to the realization that writing out my daydreams would be the smartest thing for me to do. For, you see, my daydreams are about almost anything. Almost anything at all. Many times, they had nothing to do with what I myself had any desires for.
I always daydreamed of being a gigantic movie actor, for example, with 7 Oscars under my belt. Or maybe a rock star bigger than the Beatles. Or an Oscar winning director, and so and so on. My daydreams were always about something within the arts. But at times I would even daydream about being hugely successful in something I didn’t even like all that much; like being a hugely successful real estate mogul or the world’s most successful surgeon. But way too often my daydreams made little or no sense. As long as they expressed success of some kind or another. It’s like I was more in love with the daydreams, than the subject matter itself. Don’t ask me why. I suppose it’s why I call myself a dramatist. Most of the drama happens in my daydreams. Very few of them in real life. Oh, well...Walter Mitty here I come.
Well now, here’s one of those puzzling daydreams, Cracked Mirror. It doesn’t really express anything I want to become, as daydreams tend to do. It’s just....a puzzling daydream. Or...is it?
