“Writer’s Block” implies to me that I’m driving along and I’ve hit a wall. It feels somehow visceral and violent. That’s different from simply getting stuck because you’ve run out of gas. One’s a collision, the other’s a petering out. One is a – you get the point.
Tag Archives: Plays
Killing Your Darlings. In Your Writing, I Mean. Not In Some Jim-Jonesian Way.
Hemingway said you should write your story, and then take all of the “best” lines out. Would we like F. Scott Fitzgerald, or Toni Morrison, or James Baldwin half as much if they took our their best lines?
Is The Play Even A Thing Anymore?
“More diversity, yes, 100 times yes, but above all else, let’s use that diversity to show us, despite the uniqueness of our struggles and disparities of our histories, the commonality of our natures.”
My Naughty Weekend Fling With Chekhov’s The Cherry Orchard
“This guy (Chekhov) might know a thing or two about playwriting.” – Jill Eikenberry
Alexa, Correct My life Choices
Why Covid-19 won’t destroy theater in the long run, but will in fact help people realize how much, despite what technology has lulled us into thinking, the need to be in groups is an absolute necessity to feel fully human. Optimism comes about as naturally to me as, say, an appreciation of Post-Structuralist criticism comesContinue reading “Alexa, Correct My life Choices”
