Pip, pip, cheerio, all that rot.
Just received, via Royal Mail, somewhat definitive proof [1] that my writing has gone international–a program, from Vince Pham, for the production of 2 Plays, 5 Sketches . . . … Continue reading
Fraud! Fraud!
Last night, I brought Don and Danielle out to my apartment to read through Staring Contest purely as a diagnostic of sorts, to see what needed to be worked on … Continue reading
Misleading ads and their effect on my britches.
From playwright’s online resource ScriptSeeker: $5,000 CASH PRIZE and publication by Samuel French for winning script. Full-length plays only. Scripts must be unpublished and unproduced. Submission must be accompanied by … Continue reading
Where’s Saddam? Find Saddam Now. The Great Saddam Search.
Continued speculation on the whereabouts of the world’s most notorious Iraqi.
The battle well and truly joined.
This morning, at a quarter til seven, I heard a songbird stretching its lungs. It took me a moment to realize that the streets at that hour have been deathly … Continue reading
Banana nut is a good muffin.
It’s only one o’clock PM on this, the last Friday of 2002. These days at the end of the year, especially these between Christmas and New Year’s, are almost completely … Continue reading
Copy Red Leader.
Update: the great Thanksgiving Day decision has been taken out of my hands by the significant emotions of family change. Donna and her family decided that it might be nice … Continue reading
Five in front of seven.
I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. I keep forgetting about deadlines at work, and I’m unable to figure out why. I think I’ve hit the end of my empathy … Continue reading
A brief moment of victory.
Below is a post I wrote on Wednesday morning at a discussion group I frequent, followed by a vindicating response from another poster. Something about the response brightened my day … Continue reading
“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”
My friend Bryan, who spent two years of his life assisting Jeff Daniels at the Purple Rose Theatre in Chelsea, Michigan, once told me an amusing anecdote about Lanford Wilson, … Continue reading
Creative Control 