I’ve been busy editing ‘The Double Act’ and without giving anything away, a couple of the characters become pregnant unexpectedly. Suddenly they have to think about the new life growing within them, and not only the responsibility they bear as mothers, but also the potential of their unborn child, and the wonder of procreation.
Sonnet 15
When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with decay
To change your day of youth to sullied night,
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.William Shakespeare
