A Good Idea to Steal: A Table of Contents

I admit it. I'm a notebook jumper. It is rare that I fill a notebook to capacity before skipping to a new one.Because I'm a little neurotic and slightly OCD when it comes to my writing (my family would tell you I'm nowhere near OCD in my regular daily life), I find it somewhat stressful to... Continue Reading →

Nothing Sets My Teeth On Edge Like Pretentious Writing Essays

There are two books that I go to pretty regularly when I'm struggling with writing. I head straight to On Writing by Stephen King when I'm thinking my Life As A Writer is useless and when I think I Should Never Dream of Writing Again. His biography is similar enough to my background to make me... Continue Reading →

Childhood Flashbacks, Stephen King, and Visceral Toy Stories of Terror!

I grew up loving Barbie. My closet was filled with Barbies and Skippers and Kens. These toys had dream houses and cars and closets with more clothes than any human being I've ever met, before or since. My parents spent hundreds -- if not thousands? -- of dollars on these dolls and all their accessories. I... Continue Reading →

Two Days of Nothing — I’m Scared the Crickets Are Staging a Revolution

Yesterday and today have been the first days in a looooooong while where I haven't had to do anything. There's no rehearsal, no performance, no kids activities, no nothing. Which left me feeling a little weird because I felt like there was something I was forgetting. Something that needed to get done that wasn't getting done.... Continue Reading →

Story Sharing on the Playground; or, Talking with Perfect Strangers About the Miracle of Your Vagina

Last week SET opened Motherhood Out Loud, which is a series of monologues about motherhood. We're going into our last weekend, which means I've seen this show...a lot by this point. And every single time I see this play, I'm reminded of my own experiences on several playgrounds.My oldest kid is thirteen now (shut up) which... Continue Reading →

How Do You Bounce Back From Time Away?

Last Tuesday I outlined my plan to exercise my writing muscles back into shape. Now, I haven't written much in a few months so I'm feeling like I'm doing some heavy lifting without warming up. And apparently I'm not the only one feeling like this at the moment.One of my good friends, a playwright, just... Continue Reading →

Directing Isn’t So Different From Being a Mom

Opening tonight: My directorial debut! (Well, my co-directorial debut -- my co-director Sarah Shaver is AMAZEBALLS.)Over the last couple weeks I have had the pleasure and the panic of trying to shape a series of short scenes and monologues about motherhood. Motherhood Out Loud is a beautiful collection of pieces written by some of the best... Continue Reading →

Deadlines and Word Counts and Themes: Oh My!

Since November a huge amount of my creative energy has gone into my theatre instead of my writing. Which makes me neither happy nor sad, it's just how it worked out -- the focus went to one area and I produced good work in one medium instead of another.At the moment I'm trying to 'restore... Continue Reading →

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