Three Tips for Playwrights During Acceptance Season

A humble blog post, offered with gratitude for so much support… and for inspiration received from playwright Winter Miller. This time of year, many playwrights find themselves anxiously awaiting emails and phone calls letting them know whether they’ve received any number of opportunities for which they might have applied. I call it Acceptance Season; I used to call it Rejection Season, but then my worldvi

Beating the Playwriting Odds

H.G. Wells believed that in order to be an effective citizen in a modern democracy, one ought to be able to read, write, and think statistically. We playwrights are pretty darn good at the first two, but that third one? Odds are—see what I did there?—we aren’t half as good as old H.G. would have liked us to be. (Is anyone?) I’ve been thinking about one particular set of statistics quite a bit in the last

The Path One Play Has Taken

Whenever I hear playwrights tell me they worked (for example) all weekend long and wrote the first draft of a new play, I get mad. I know I should be more patient, but in this regard (as in, sadly, too many others) patience doesn’t come easily to me. All weekend long? I can barely turn an incoherent idea for a play into a modestly coherent first few lines in a weekend. A first draft usually takes me at least si

I Am a Welder

To heck with the gatekeepers; I’m building my own castle. I’ve been waiting to say those words for so long now I can hardly believe they’ve actually become true. Actually… what I’ve been waiting to say, really, are these words: I am a Welder. For the last eight or nine months, my fellow Welders and I—playwrights and producers here in DC—have been working, scheming, meeting, planning, tal

Theater of Belonging

I live in the United States of Me, a nation populated almost entirely by people I’ve friended, people I follow, and people who follow me. I live in the United States of Me, and you (most of you) live in the United States of You. We belong to and participate in social networks running on algorithms designed to ensure that we only encounter the ideas and images we’ve (often subconsciously) asked to encounte