It’s all interrelated or Chekhov wanna Be

Went to the theatre the other day… Striked me I'd never really been entertained by comedies, vaudevilles; dramatic plays ? unless written by Masters- they can take a cliche/stereotypical tangent. I then wondered what it is I like… what it is I'd like to write… The plays that made the strongest impression all had these recurrant themes : men escaping from their misery, despair, powerless, fearful conditions… men battling the war for/against their own psyche… Heroes showing their worse through excess of power / bloody ambition. Anti-Heroes losing everything and fighting adversity like enranged tigers (Medea). Tiny moments of hope/victory that makes us hang on and believe. Ibsen's got that right. heros 'gainst hypocritical and corrupt nature of the mainstream masses(an enemy of the people). All of it wrappped with the Supernatuel aspect men crave for : salvation and if not redemption… vice versa actually : if you're redeemed you're saved/if you're saved you must have redeemed somewhere along the line. Plays that have inspired me and that I want to aim for in my writting would be EQUUS like… or MARAT/SADE like… Could be written in my second language just the way Beckett did so that you go for the essence without too many fancy words… A play's not about being pretty. All being done the Chekhov way : docteur/playwright a.k.a. "Medicine is my lawful wife and literature is my mistress." Speaking of which, the nurse life helps me define my writting style. I am über cerebral. Nursing grounds me. You cannot philosophy while your patient's convulsing, you act. You'll think about it later on on your bath tube… Nursing connects me to the real world so that I can then plunge into my psyche and draw, design whatever my perception dictates and make sense out of what I see, create a world based upon what I witness. Anton's plays are so real, so palpable, I think his plays and amazing short stories derive directly from his live stories therefore the texture is far richer. Stankslavski said « Chekhov mood is that cave in which are kept all the unseen and hardly palpable treasures of Chekhov's soul, so often beyond the reach of mere consciousness. » The dude wasn't only in front of his sheets and pen thinking what a drunk should be like… what a dying person should feel… that's key. My obstacle to write… My mind doesn't remind faithful to the same story for very long. The longest play I wrote was 20 minutes long. That's probably why I love short stories… How brilliant The Pit and the Pendulum is… Cannot wait to start my internship in psychiatry to prove my point since -biased me- I already figured insanity resides in them, you and I. Did I just called you insane ? Indeed.