Previously...

For anyone joining this program in progress, allow me to explain. Well, there's too much to explain, so let me sum up.

I write plays. Last fall, after a professional setback or two and some personal drama, I took a break and tried to weigh my options about what I wanted to actually do with my life. I also drank way too much. Eventually, it became clear that writing was what I needed to be doing. However. I was sick of everything I was doing and sick of the whole business. So I said, "Screw it. I'm just going to play and have fun." And write. As much as I possibly could. I decided to write five new plays this year. Crazy, I know. But there you have it. I've written two so far. Three more (at least) to go. First draft writing, just getting it all down and moving on. Oh, and having readings and workshops and such. Because that's how you complete it.

I started chronicling it on facebook, because I'm a modern man. See here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. (If you're not my facebook friend and you want to read them, let me know. I'll friend you. I friend everyone. Apparently.)

I don't do this because I'm a neurotic, attention-starved artist who needs the adoration of strangers to feel whole (well, not just because I'm a neurotic, attention-starved artist). I actually do this for philosophical reasons, too. I think that art-making in this society has become something of a closed loop. It's a magical, mystery to those outside of the loop and a delicate, precious craft to those inside. And I don't think it should be either. Making plays is fun, messy, inherently crazy and foolish and it should be seen, from start to finish, by all and sundry. Everyone can contribute and enjoy and that's how it's supposed to be. I'm tinkering with some open-source playwriting ideas that I'll be expounding upon shortly. But, again, to sum up: I want my process to be transparent. And that's what you'll be getting here.

You might also get tales of nights of drinking, since I do like to party. Maybe the occasional story of romantic dismay and misadventure. I got plenty of those. And I like to read things like this, this, this and this, so, yeah, that might pop up. Maybe some of this, too. And probably more than you want to know about this. A little something for everybody. (What can I say, I like to link.)

Hope you'll enjoy the ride.