I’m interested in humans. I’m interested in the universal things that make us alike. We’re all, in our various/hilarious/nefarious ways looking for the instruction book. “Why am I here? What does it mean? Where is it going? Who am I, really?” So, I’m interested in humans. I write plays instead of posting about it.
Based on the word “enouement”: Wistful sadness at not being able to tell your younger self what you know now.
A science/supernatural look at what we believe... and what we really don’t know.
A woman struggling with survivor’s guilt after a heart transplant, finally meeting the donor’s family.
A “locked room” comedy/musical about the meaning of the holiday and how that sometimes gets lost.
Family and its pitfalls, over thirty years of feasts and blunders, struggling to find home.
Three friends go away for a “guy’s” weekend to renew old bonds and are surprised by the arrival of their other friend’s wife.
The wedding is just around the corner…and someone invited murder!
A country music spoof of that other “Phantom” with mysterious appearances and revealing surprises.