JIM N JERRY _Episode 1_The Writer

University of Twocents, Soyinka Hall — Room 213. 3:46 p.m. A student room, cluttered desk with two textbooks at the corner of it resting against the wall, a bottle of cold water halfway drunk stands alongside a small round plastic plate containing groundnuts. Jim sits hunched over a page of halfly written words with his pen held loosely between his middle and index finger — squinting his eyes in deep thoughts.<h2>JIM: (to himself) why is this inspo not coming now, okay let me read it again...</h2>Africa... My dear Africa... Beautiful to behold like Veronica... Graceful than Antarcti-...(hits his forehead with his palm) Arghh... No.. okay... I'll remove that Antarctica part...(Right thumb in mouth) Eerr....uhkaay... (Continues to write)The ...bone ......of yoouur.... strength......waxes stronger. Your African delicacy tastes like hamburger...(pauses) Be like say this one wan make sense small... (With smiles, gently drops pen) Chaii!!😌Like play like play ... I've started writing o.... Na like this we dey turn Wole Soyinka sha.... Omo ...and I remember that my dream that I —(The door opens suddenly, entering is a guy in a yellow MTN polo and blue shorts: Jerry, Jim's close friend)JERRY: (interrupts while walking towards Jim) Oga Martin Luther King .... No go dream how you go get money (hisses).JIM: (embarrassed) Jones, I've ttold you....not to- (sighs) How lo..long have you been eavesdropping at the door? JERRY: (chuckles) And how bad do you want to know how much I've heard? Bro drop that one (gets close to Jim and sees his writing, but before Jim could snatch it, he quickly takes it) what are you hiding... (Chuckles) Abi na your dream you dey write..(reads it, turns to look at Jim with a frown) Guy wait ... Is this a poem?JIM: (angrilly) No o.... It's news report (stands and snatches the book back) Give me something abeg!! (Hisses and walks back to his seat.)JERRY: Guy calm down na, no be question I ask? (Pauses) Oya no vex. (Sighs and walks up to Jim) The poem is obviously not complete... Why?JIM: (sits and hesitatingly looks up at the standing Jerry for some seconds) Well... I'm .... Stuck.... Yes, that's the word, I'm stuck. Since the rhymes proved difficult and I've cracked my brain so hard ...(Shrugs) I just decided to pause.JERRY: Jim, first of all, may you never be in the situation where your brain will crack in Jesus' name. It's 'RACK' not 'CRACK' and stop swearing for yourself.JIM: Wait, it's that -JERRY: (interrupts) Baba drop argument....(Pauses) So you said you're having problems with rhymes..... But guy...(leans forward, with a gentle voice) MUST IT RHYME?JIM: (Taken aback) What do you mean "Must it rhyme?" JERRY: Yes Guy! Must it rhyme?JIM: Be like say this one no know wetin rhymes dey do o....(Clears throat) See ehn.... Rhyme (Pauses) ...is the seasoning of every writing and it is never out of season.......hmmm..... REAAASON!! 😌JERRY: Guy... That was very dry 😒Just so you know. (Sighs) Now you see what I'm saying; when you are unecessarily hell bent on making sure every word rhyme, you dilute your authenticity and its artistic taste.🤌 Originality is key bro!JIM: (Reluctantly) Ehhhhhnnnn..... That one sef dey o but you know the way rhyme captivates the interest of the readers naw...JERRY: Ehn ehn? Na why you no wonder why you still dey captivity untop how many rhymes... JIM : (smiles) Ehn ehn?..... For your mind abi ... JERRY: huuh?.. What's that?JIM: The "captivity" lines na.JERRY: 🤦Bro .... I didn't even notice. You see, Now that's another thing. These rhymes are supposed to flow without forcing them in. Once you start resorting to force, it begins to lose its sense of creativity. DEEP WORDS DON'T NEED RHYMES, THEY ONLY NEED THE RIGHT EXPRESSION. I'm very sure what you're writing can sound far better than this if you reframe this with the right dose of genuineness.JIM: (sighs) Honestly, I never saw it this way sha. Thanks for the O.T bro.JERRY: Ah... Don't mention oo...JIM AND JERRRY: (Arms stretched upwards) We don't do that here (laughs)✋😂🤚JERRY: (yawns) howfar you get any chopable something for house? (Sees the groundnut on the other side of the table) Ah thank God say groundnut sef dey. Be like say I still get small gaari.JIM: Ehn ehn!! Me sef don know... I know say e no go pass food 🌝FFO. Better no touch that groundnut. (Picks up his book to read his poem)JERRY: (rubs his stomach) na your problem be that one. Wetin you think say fit bring me come before (hisses) Abeggi pass this groundnut.(Reaches out and takes the bowl of groundnuts) Jesus!! see ants inside this thing (Stands up to exit) Let me go dust them off (Rushes outside)JIM: (Reading through his poem, half-mindedly) "... bone of your strength waxes..." Howfar Jerry how can I — (Notices the missing groundnuts) Wait.... This guy don use crazy scope achieve my groundnut ni sha (Stands up abruptly, running towards the door) Jerry ..... Ole.. thief...... If I catch ..... JERRRYYY!!

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