the exploding white privileged townhouse

The reading that Kindred invited Daisy & I to participate in was quite fun. A little bit of gratuitous nudity in the piece (to illustrate that these radicals, while they make bombs, still practice free love..), but with every line punctuated by the word "man," how could it not be a blast?

Seems like we'll be doing a workshop in public sometime soon.


TheatreVision insists that all directors sign a contract guaranteeing you'll bring 15 audience members. And you have to attend an "orientation"...? This is kinda sketch. It's a non-paying gig, how exactly can they punish you if you don't bring an audience?


RTC was recently offered a space at Theatre Row for the Xmas season, so perhaps 2008 won't be a dead year after all! We're tossing different ideas about right now; I shall post as soon as a decision is made. Oh, in the midst of these troubled times, how lucky we are to play make-believe as our profession...and how lucky I am that this year's nasty failures haven't taken a permanent toll...

I'm feeling very hug-the-world right now.

xoxoxoxoxoxo
Maggie