Apparently I can be fined up to a million dollars if I talk about the TV movie I’m doing. I can’t talk about the story, my character, the dialogue — anything, Continue reading West Virginia is for lovers (I think)
This was backstage at The Rep. We held for a few minutes, and I got antsy.
(This will only be funny to the men who have played “Thomas” in ‘Venus in Fur’ by David Ives. And maybe not even them.)
This is an improvisation. David Ives did not write this, nor should he be associated with this (unless he wants to be.)
by Galway Kinnell
I eat oatmeal for breakfast.
I make it on a hot plate and put skimmed milk on it.
I eat it alone.
I am aware it is not good to Continue reading Kinnell’s Oatmeal
BY GALWAY KINNELL
In late winter
I sometimes glimpse bits of steam
coming up from
some fault in the old Continue reading Goodbye to Another Great
After midnight, Professor Quilty stumbled into his office and saw a note lying on the dark orange ottoman. He was on his way to the living room, finishing off an otherwise pathetic evening of missed chances and failed opportunities — grabbed the Continue reading Olfactory
Two ideas for plays. Next one tomorrow. (I use to be precious with that shit. Not even tell people what I’m working on for fear they’d Continue reading Jamais, Jamais…
I would love nothing more than to put a spell on you.
I would make you different:
You’d laugh more
There wouldn’t Continue reading Dardanella (I wish you were someone else)