• Monday, February 11, 2013
  • The Tower of Pisa

    The rewrite of A Nice Indian Boy is kind of kicking my ass. I came up with a great analogy for it last night (if nothing else, I still have analogies) and told Megan about it. My draft is like the leaning tower of Pisa. It’s very elegantly constructed and it works as a building but the foundation is messed up so the whole thing is just off at an angle.


    So as I try and fix the foundation, I have to rebuild the whole structure and lose many of the little accoutrements I loved so much. And that is the end of my analogy. For now.

    So let’s procrastinate by blogging.

    – On Friday, I had my first conversation with Susan Booth at the Alliance, and even now, three weeks after I found out the news, I still cannot believe my play won. Every conversation with people at the Alliance leaves me feeling like I’m walking on air. They do genuinely love the play, and I can’t describe how incredible that feeling is. We talked about directors. I’m so excited. The names she mentioned were fantastic. I can’t wait to see where this goes. I also got sent my contract. Hello, $. Heh.

    – Saw Chinglish on Saturday night with Megan and Zury, at South Coast Rep. My first thoughts as we settled into the play was – how elegant. It was so elegantly crafted, so light and airy, so VERY funny, so beautifully (and I mean beautifully) designed, both in terms of the production and the script. And yet at the end, I’m still left unmoved. I wonder why. Maybe I didn’t feel the loss of the love story at the end, because I didn’t fall in love with the characters to begin with.

    – Went to a stand-up show in Santa Monica with Megan last night, as part of research for her thesis play. All I can say is- all life experiences are good writing fodder. That, and I should probably give stand-up another shot when I’m done with this semester.

    Now, back to work.

  • Wednesday, January 16, 2013
  • Holy shit, 2013 is off to a good start.

    Jet-lagged and awake at 4am in Los Angeles, but for once in my life it is the feeling of ridiculously, incredibly, unbelievably good news that is keeping me from falling back to sleep.

    I awoke from a similar jet-lagged coma yesterday afternoon to find my phone ringing with an unknown number from Atlanta. “Atlanta,” I thought jokingly to myself. “Maybe it’s the Alliance Theatre telling me I’ve won the Kendeda and they want to produce my play.”



    I’m going to be in Atlanta January and February 2014, for the production of ‘IN LOVE AND WARCRAFT’. I’m going to have readings at the Kennedy Center in DC and at the Lark Play Development Center in NYC.

    Holy… shit.

    It really, really hasn’t sunk in yet. I can’t believe it. This is…

    Okay. Yeah. More later when I’ve processed this.