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It’s exciting to start writing a new play–tentatively titles Lost & Found. Sometimes the two plays help each other–editing seems so easy after drafting. Sometimes it’s just a confused swirl. Run to yoga. But springtime is time for new things and rediscovery.
I’ve taken the helm as Producer for PDX Playwright’s new reading series at Fertile Ground, 2013. We are a group that provides encouragement for playwright’s and a place to come have a table reading. We’ve just produced 19 staged readings by 15 playwrights as part of Fertile Ground 2012. I have big shoes to fill and fortunately I have some good groundwork in place. I’m excited to step into this role as I’m also getting going on production of Ephemory for this fall. Keep following the blog for interior tidbits.
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I worried about Mommy when the voice reminded registered aliens to report their addresses to the Post Office. Did Mommy have to do this? Did she know? Had she taken care of it? The stern man interrupted my afternoon cartoons. Failure to register was a federal offense. Was my mother an alien? I knew they [...]
When I said the word it felt like a live fish in my mouth, like I’d never heard it, never knew what it meant, like maybe I never said it before. How could that word be about me? It blasted my ear like a tumble from a front loader.
So today, when “run away” flashes though my mind, it’s not just fear of the creative, it’s not just the special vulnerability of having to create art and knowing it just might be shit. No, I’ve always hoped someone would save me from the moment, the task, the possibility of foolishness, uselessness or failure.
You’ve been standing in this rich sculpture garden for years. Ruth–what do you have you to say for yourself? You’re just now noticing? Just getting the idea? Well of course, Sister, daughter, Mother, come along then. I don’t know what we’ve been waiting for but now is always the right time.