So I start a workshop tonight with Electric Pear for 2 months. We're working on a play of mine that now has only 30-odd pages, and which had a reading at the Kennedy Center last fall.
I usually write plays in which people beat each other up, often literally.
This is a play with romance and art and royalty.
I am freaked out.
Screw comfort zones.
i'm a white writer. in new york. original, no? i've been blogging since october 2002. this blog picks up in october 2008, when i moved from DC to NY...(and then I moved to Maine in 2012)