As I beaver away on the script, I get periods of self-doubt. What if I’m not up to this? What if I can’t see it through and something happens to me before I get chance to finish the final draft? What if the play doesn’t live up to it’s promise? These are the ‘what ifs’ of writers’ angst. Then I get a ‘light-bulb’ moment about a new opening for the play and the self-doubt is quashed – for now.