self-blogerential, theater

An overwhelming question

1:23 am, the day before something new: time for a State of the Blog post. I’ve been running this site for over a year now, and I thought it was time to finally cave in and look at my traffic statistics. I was inspired to do this by stumbling onto Steve Pavlina’s website, hearing him talk about his mammoth stats, and wondering how I measured up. It feels a little bit wrong – like looking at your Amazon sales rank, or your grades as compared to the rest of the class. Pulling that narrow green ScanTron sheet out from under the manila folder on your teacher’s desk.

I’ll just say that there are more people reading this than I expected, so thank you, if you’re one of them, and I will try to keep keeping it interesting.

I have been going on job interviews all this weekend, and many employers have looked at this blog (which I post on my resume and in all my emails) as a way of learning who I am.

Q: What exactly is it that you do?
A: Whatever it takes.

Usually, I say some variation on “I work in theater” and “There are many different paths within our field, and I’m still exploring many of them.” But that’s the truth. Whatever it takes, whatever it wants, whatever he (or she) suggests – he being poetry, she being theater, some of the time. And it’s often less of a suggestion, more of a command. I have told several people about hearing a repetition of WRITE RIGHT NOW, WRITE RIGHT NOW, for the past few months – and sure enough, I’ve been doing a lot more writing.

Here’s one path, one answer to that persistent question: I’ve been experimenting with writing poetry where I write to the poem, addressing him (he has been masculine a number of times) and this personification of the poem has helped me deal with my own issues about motivation and inspiration. It’s powerful. I’ve written lots of stuff lately coming just out of the opening “Poem, I say…” and saying something to him. It’s definitely a rip-off of “Sing in me, Muse.” But it works so well. It opens dialogue. When I get really frustrated with the way my life is because of the career I’ve chosen (unsettled, broke, etc.) I speak directly to the poem. Or to theater. And I let them speak back.

Poem, I say,
how do you feel about being on my blog?
Weird, he says. If you must know.
Fair enough, I say.
And he sticks out his tongue at the camera.

Tonight, I was telling a friend of mine that I felt like I had made some poor choices for the sake of theater – for the sake of one play in particular. I phrased it badly, something like “The play made me do X.” I felt out of control, as if I was at the mercy of theater. He looked me in the eye and said “No, you made the play do X. You are in control. That was your choice.”

It’s important to remember that although it often feels like we are at the mercy of these childlike beings we bring into the world – plays, poems – they are, fundamentally, our children.
We make them what they are.

And on that note, having this blog has helped me have more perspective on them.

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self-blogerential, theater

extruding audio

I just saw a podcast, Downstage Center advertised on ArtsJournal:

Downstage Center, a collaboration of the American Theatre Wing and XM Satellite Radio, is a weekly theatrical interview program that spotlights the creative talents on Broadway, Off-Broadway, across the country and around the world, with in-depth conversations that simply can’t be found anywhere else.

I think it’s cool, and it reminds me of the conversation I had with Eric L. in Los Angeles about how easy and pleasant it is to podcast. His show, EXTRUDING AMERICA, which he tapes with a long-distance actor friend over the phone, has been successful in getting a large number of downloads, and he’s building an audience for his comedy writing.

When I was at Stanford, I used to want to have a radio drama show, which would be, in effect, an ongoing production meeting of the type I used to have to go to weekly at OSF and Denver. It would have a cast of onerous and sniping characters – producers, directors, overwrought stage managers – talking to each other about the disastrous state of their theatre. Slings and Arrows, I guess. It could be called THE PRODUCTION MEETING, or THE COMPANY MEETING, or something. Everyone would have an absurd name like the list of contributors at the end of Car Talk. (“Heywoudja Buzzoff,” for example.) Maybe we could tape it live – broadcast it live – and podcast it later.

I need to write a post about the many semi-projects I am thinking about launching in Chicago – this is one of them, but there are a lot of others. They are all designed to be high-impact but low-committment, none of them requiring a full process. That seems to be my interest right now.

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location, self-blogerential

I’ve got the adequate committee

I’ve just relocated to Chicago. Signed a year-long lease in Humboldt Park today. This isn’t the end of freelancing, but the end of doing it without a home base. I didn’t want to blog again until this was official.

Chicago is one of the most interesting cities, and best theater communities, that I have found in this year, and also home to many of my friends – and some of my family, too. I’ve been here exactly one week today.

I have a backlog of old posts from the drive through Nevada and first impressions of this city, which I will be putting up gradually.

Thank you, Sufjan, for the title.

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directing, self-blogerential, style

MOH&H audience member writes

I found a very long post online from a friend of Ezra’s, Bob Toombs, who saw MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL and really hated it.

I decided to respond to him and hope he would take up some dialogue with me.

It’s exciting to have audience members who are this engaged. I just wish I’d gotten to have the conversation with him in person.

I don’t think I would have ever thought of writing back to a post like this before I worked with Bill, but I learned a lot from seeing how he responds to feedback and criticism. He really believes in dialogue with other people. And after two years working for him, I want to hold those values in the same way he does.

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