I had a great experience writing this commission, and the resulting play, Sanctuary at the Oak Grove, is my favorite play of mine in years (here’s a monologue from the play). In light of the momentous occasion of its completion (there’s still a little work to be done, but it’s all there), I decided to […]Read More Roman Holiday w Stuart Bousel
The Playwriting Collective was formed to present work specifically from artists who come from the lower economic classes. Part of their mission mentions that much of the work in the contemporary theater is made by people from the middle and upper classes, while poor artists are left out in the cold. Has this long been […]Read More The Playwriting Collective and Joshua Young’s Who Mourns for Bob the Goon?
Maybe you’ve been wondering: what can I do to support my favorite little indie one-woman blogging show in the coming year? If so, I have a great idea for you! You can come to my show, and even better than just planning to do it, you can buy tickets. I really want you to see […]Read More What a great idea!
When you write a play, you can’t check out. You have to go into the room and make it be what you want.Read More On the importance of being in the room.
Over the weekend I checked out a program of political plays, including one of my own.Read More A Communicable Itch- PolitiKOS at The Kraine
This is a speech from my new play hippopotamus. In hippopotamus four moms all have kids in the same pre-K. Their attempts to navigate a motherhood/work balance are complicated by being the stay-at-home mom in a two mom family, being married to the object of an adolescent passion, becoming a newly single mom in a […]Read More Cameron
I wrote the play because I didn’t know who I was anymore. And as I realized I didn’t know who I was anymore, I started to realize that I never knew, never had a clue as to who I was. What I had were facts. What I had were feelings, ways of feeling, that I […]Read More Why I wrote I Am Not an Allegory
A few months ago, Dave, Ali and I decided to take some time off from Sticky. While this was certainly a sensible, logical, rational idea, and while Dave and I need the extra time to focus on more child-centric activities and goals, it is also true that we miss Sticky. We miss the camaraderie, the […]Read More Sticky in the Sticks with J. Michael Grey
I’m working on this new play. It’s called hippopotamus. Here is a monologue from Glory, who is the stay-at-home mom in a two mom family. She’s an artist, but has put her work on hold for the time being. To set the scene, this is somewhere in Act 2 I think. I didn’t mean to […]Read More Dinner takes four hours.
I’ve often pictured Dave and I off in some retirement home somewhere, producing Sticky with the other gray hairs, still making theater on a shoe-string, laughing that the kid has gone and put us in a home. If the kid doesn’t put us in a home, I see us as these old head ghosts of […]Read More Sticky v Parenthood, or The Artist Mom Thing Gets Serious