Theatre with no theater.

About 150 years ago back in May, I sent out a strange email blast with two theatre pals, Meg Miroshnik and Kelly Miller (who founded the feminist advocacy group the Kilroys with myself and ten other theater artists). The email was formatted weird because Meg’s keyboard was messed up, and there was a link to a strange internet page which lead to another strange internet page which lead to ANOTHER page with a request for artwork, promising that if we received more than 100 pieces we would make a book.


We got more than that.

So we made a book. 

New book.

It’s brimming with beautiful pieces made by people you know or wish you knew. Or will get to know by seeing what they made. Go take a look:  

We’re dropping it the day before the election because we’ve been clenching our teeth for about five weeks straight, and this book has helped remind us we can still make & share art through our pain and discomfort.

Maybe you could use that kind of relief right now?

Or maybe you just want a distraction from the chaos.

Or, perhaps you’re in the mood to witness the bravery of folks finding expression for things that are inexpressible…

Unless you already have plenty of books with artwork by theater people. In that case, maybe you should buy one for your friend who doesn’t have any?

Or maybe you want a book but can’t fork over the dough. Well then, ask your extravagant chum to purchase one for you.

And if you happen to be an extravagant chum, buy ten books and give nine away.

Just FYI, the proceeds will go towards a small relief fund for theater artists: So there’s that.

And hey, if you know someone in the field who could use the cash, send them that link. And if you’re that someone, fill out the form. If not, see above re: extravagant chums.

The $$ will be available to folks for as long as we can keep this up.


That’s all for now.

Please be well.

We’ll get through this.

With love and gratitude, 

Purging demons.

This pandemic, amirite? Boy oh boy. It’s been a minute since we chatted and JEEZ LOUISE a lot has gone down. Dunno about you but I’ve been having trouble writing/focusing/dressing/etc.  I’ve been trying to purge the demons by playing Beat Saber til I drop and building weird things out of wood and staying off Zoom as much as possible.

BUT ALSO. I’ve been making a book. With two theater pals. Which is like, the best demon-purger ever. I don’t wanna say too much because we have no official drop date, but so far we have a digital proof and a cover design and are in the process of editing. So.

Also? You might be in it. If not, you probably know someone who is. Go peek at the list of contributors if you’re curious. The book is like 350 pages and includes illustrations, photographs, poems, scenes, sheet music, typographical art… it’s kind of like a jumbled snapshot of how we were all feeling roughly two months after our profession disappeared. It took major guts for these artists to figure out how to distill their feelings to a single 5×8 page, and the result is astonishing and moving and truly badass.

More soon, hopefully. But for now, here’s the cover (kind of says it all):

Book cover.

Making books.

Ok so I suppose this goes on the list of problematic time-consuming hobbies I take on when I become paralyzed with fear about writing or not-writing or writing badly, but I started a publishing company. I’m doing a super-slow roll-out because it’s just me and I’m learning as I go, but for now here’s the inaugural book/play:

You can buy it here, although you might be one of the lucky ones to receive a copy without a title on the spine. I’m fixing that. In the meantime, you can do like I did and personalize your copy:

Eventually I will have other titles by other people, though I have to make a mess of my own stuff first before I can feel good about inviting other writers in. Also, this seems like a totally impossible endeavor, so who knows how it will actually pan out. But it’s definitely been an interesting process so far. Stay tuned…