Plays (some of them)
Who Do You Think I Am?
A play about solipsism, about thinking you have your shit together, and about knowing others do not. A play about the ways we’re similar to the people we love, and a play about all the ways we like to deny that fact. A play about being a writer and also being a person. And, occasionally, about bowling.
ANJA: Nice is different than good.
LUCAS: Not good, not nice, just right.
ALEC: The farther you run, the more you feel undefined.
JORDAN: The false hopes, the goodbyes, the reverses.
Camelot 3 (Revised Book)
The musical Camelot famously doesn’t work. A gorgeous score with a haphazard book and half-baked arcs. What if it worked, though? What if it was fixed?
Camelot, to me, is a story of inevitability, and fatal flaws. Strip away everything else, every other character, every inciting incident, and these three characters would always find each other, and would always resolve tragically and apart. The story of Camelot, of King Arthur, is one that hurtles break neck towards this tragic end, and could never end any other way. The conclusion need not be forced. If Arthur, Guenevere, and Lancelot exist in the same space and time, this is where they will always wind up.
From Alan Jay Lerner’s original 1960 Camelot book, and with (most of) the songs of the iconic score, I have written a revised book for this classic catastrophe, aiming above all to do this trio of characters that I care for deeply justice.
Don’t Jump
Maxine collects stories, and maybe something else too. Oliver wouldn't necessarily say they have a story to share. Agree to disagree.
"Have you noticed that, about the Greeks? They called it ob skena - off stage. All the violence happens in between the scenes and we’re just told about it later. It becomes about the morality behind the action, not the action itself.
That’s where we get the word obscene. Though now obscenity is in vogue on stage, or on film. Audiences crave it. We’ve gotten so obsessed with realism in our escapism that they feel cheated to talk about death but not see it."
Hollow
A ten minute play from the Apartment Player's "Seven Stages of Grief" play series delving into Shock. Many thanks to T.S. Eliot, for being in the public domain. Truly a real one.
Bracing for the Wind
What does it mean to be lovable? To be loved? For the B's in my life, all of whom I love dearly.
At the Tone
Agnes and Alec make some phone calls. Oh, and fall in love and break up in the process.