When I’m Nothing New

Someone recently asked me if I had accomplished anything “of note.” They asked me this after I had already mentioned the Yale Prize, meaning to them that wasn’t impressive. They were wondering if I’d had a NY premiere or sold a show. I said no. And then they said, “It gets harder when you’re older….

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Cruise Control

A friend has a joke that my ancestors are tired because they keep urging me to go in one direction and I’m insistent on running in the opposite direction. If you read this blog you know I’ve spent a bit of time trying to figure out exactly what the next step is. I’ve been struggling…

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I haven’t met the new me yet

I can’t write. I think my friends think I’m being dramatic when I say this. The same person who writes 10 plays a year suddenly can’t write? There’s a part of me that wonders if I’m a bit broken. I can’t really wrap my head around not being able to write. It’s the one thing…

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A Great One

In my twenties, I was a bit obsessed with being great. To be fair, I think most “gifted” kids were. Even as I decided to pursue theatre and not law, I knew I wanted to be the best. I told myself by 30-something (I don’t remember the exact year anymore) I’d have a MacArthur, a…

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what do I do with all this faith?

This one will likely be all over the place but I promise to stick the landing. Kind of accidentally, I’ve been having the same conversation with theatre friends about our relationship to this career. When I first got to theatre, I remember being told the show must go on, no matter what. And they really…

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looking at you, I can’t leave

Virgo season is coming at me way too hard this time around. I didn’t expect to like Minneapolis-Saint Paul as much as I do. And there’s still so much more left to see. This weekend, I vaguely was like “I wanna see art.” Next thing I know, I’ve got a weekend packed full of it….

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dancing in the kitchen

I’ve been thinking a lot about the kind of life I want to live and what I think will make me happy. I keep reading about these celebrities (*cough* Ed Sheeran *cough*) who claim to have been homeless for their art but actually grew up rich and choose homelessness to make them “edgy.” Am I…

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Ain’t There Yet but I’m Healing

I’m a bit tired of my bullsh*t. Whatever’s gonna happen is gonna happen. My whole life has been “I’ve never done [x] before” and I figured it out. This is no different. If there’s anything I love, it’s a free fall so I’m kind of done talking about it. As the greats say, “Don’t talk…

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Uh Oh

A couple of you have reached out to me about my most recent post (thank you). I keep forgetting people actually read this blog. I’m okay. I just wanted to capture the moment. And it’s been an intense one. Since May, I lost my cat and my grandfather in the same week. I almost lost…

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