By Michael Mitchell
The librarian takes Banquo’s order for a copy of Macbeth and goes out to the back room. Says he has started the process. “Try next week.”
Next week Banquo follows up. He contemplates the back room, full of monkeys pounding away at typewriters, wall to wall.
The librarian smiles and shakes his head. The monkeys pound on. Occasionally one rips the script from their machine and hands it to the librarian.
Banquo follows up religiously for weeks, but there is no resolution.
The librarian looks up. “Sorry about the delay. Production problems. Very demanding, Shakespeare. Could be ready any day.”
“(I write) mostly for fun; and to see if I can be any good at it.” – the writer
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