the theatre fandom is a little overly dramatic
"I don’t know what you mean," I sing passionately as I ride the chandelier to the ground, waving an enormous red flag.
The next time there’s an awkward silence, try whispering, “Did you forget your line?”
I wrote my first play, Uncommon Women and Others, in the hopes of seeing an all-female curtain call in the basement of the Yale School of Drama. A man in the audience stood up during a post show discussion and announced, “I can’t get into this, it’s all about girls.” I thought to myself, “Well, I’ve been getting in to Hamlet and Laurence of Arabia my whole life, so you better start trying.”