why mother nature why?

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I’m thoroughly convinced that Mother Nature is pissed off at me for (finally) buying a car. Also, I don’t want to perpetuate the stereotype of BMV workers being disgruntled, vile human beings but my experience with all (three) that I’ve encounter this weekend would prove quite in step with said stereotypes. If I ever worked at a BMV office, I’d totally be extremely pleasant. Just because.

In other news, The Dog(run) Diaries has been submitted to The PW Center to conclude the Core Apprentice nomination process. My fingers have been crossed so tightly, I’m surprised I’m typing so well. Send positive energy.

Also, Tom Jacobson, a gem of a personage and co-artistic director at Ensemble Studio Theatre-LA, read the play and said some very, very nice things as well as passed it along to his co-artistic director to hear her thoughts.

NYC in two weeks to check out “Ghost Light” by Desi Moreno-Penson. I’ve read early drafts of the play and, while I’m sure it’s changed a ton through rehearsal, it’s a very fun, intriquing ride. I can’t wait. If you’re in NYC, check it out.Details here

Theatre Begins Here

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Since the Daughters of Trinity workshop at The Playwrights’ Center this past July, I haven’t been able to really fully adjust back to life here at school. When you get a taste of the cake you want to eat from for the rest of your life, how can you go back to vegetables, right?

I’ve been nominated for the Core Apprentice program over at the Center and I really, really want the opportunity to develop The Dog(run) Diaries with them. They’re an amazing group of theatre artists, really offering something irreplaceable to young writers and I think the play is an interesting, imaginative story that can benefit from the experience.

Because of the nature of the play I’m submitting, I’ve crafted my project proposal around the theme of “Reacquainted with the Imagination” Here’s part of my project proposal:

As children, mermaids taught us to breathe underwater, dragons gave us incendiary bravery and over sized beanstalks allowed us to have dreams. In our post-modern, media-distorted world, revisiting this sort of creativity can teach us more about ourselves then we perhaps recognize. The Playwrights’ Center will foster a new sort of imaginative exercise, perhaps the best one of all: crafting a deeply moving and engaging play that will leave impressions on audiences, reacquainting them with the imagination.

Crossed fingers.