The word 'craft' is the sound of two Lego bricks snapping together.
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Lisa and I are thrilled to be a part of Musical Theatre Factory's inaugural writers' group this summer!
Headed up by the amazing Shakina Nayfack, the group includes good friends and fellow GMTWP alumni Julianne Wick Davis, Jahn Sood, Nikko Benson, Benjamin Halstead, Brandon Anderson, Anna Jacobs, Michael R. Jackson, and Niko Tsakalakos.
The group will meet bi-weekly over the next couple of months. Lisa and I will be using this opportunity to develop our second full-length musical SHADES OF WAYNE (summary below).
Definitely check out Musical Theatre Factory and the awesome work they do!
Perhaps Wayne, the octogenarian protagonist of our show, has always carried around an idealized version of himself somewhere in the back of his mind. But it is not until he survives a debilitating stroke and loses the ability to communicate with his loved ones that the idealization emerges from his psyche as a living, breathing person: we call him Wayne’s Wayne. Visible only to Wayne and to the audience, Wayne’s Wayne becomes Wayne’s close friend and companion. Meanwhile, Wayne’s beloved wife Aggie finds solace in her own ideal Wayne. We imagine that Aggie’s Wayne gradually developed in her head over nearly fifty years of marriage, but he suddenly became much more real when the stroke left only a shadow of the partner she remembered.
With a tone that is playful and darkly comic, SHADES OF WAYNE tackles uncomfortable questions of selfish- and selflessness, optimism and delusion, and life and death. With Wayne and Aggie’s divorced, forty-something daughter Joanne and their college-aged grandson Little Wayne living under the same roof as Wayne, Aggie, Wayne’s Wayne and Aggie’s Wayne, it quickly becomes unclear who is helping and who is hindering whom as the family attempts to cope with Wayne’s stroke.
Writing blows like a subway train racing past;
Like an oncoming rainstorm;
Like a taxi man when you cross the street in front of him.
Writing blows like a power strip when you plug in your box fan, MacBook, iPhone charger, and two strands of Christmas lights.
Writing blows like a college sophomore doing it for the first time.
Blows like a $12 hair dryer, a grandma eating hot soup, a plastic bag in a Katy Perry lyric.
Writing blows like a child gripping a soap-sticky plastic wand, casting perfect little rainbow spheres, knowing full well they won't last long, but delighting in them anyway.
Writing blows like a powder keg.
So a while back, Bareburger held a jingle-writing contest. Max Mamon and I entered knowing full well that we would win and live out the rest of our days on Maine root soda and sweet potato croquettes FO' FREE.
Thaaat didn't happen. But I think we can ALL agree that the true victory was rhyming 'ketchup' with '-grette chip-.'
Vocals by Phoenix Gonzalez! Listen below or on the Stand-alone Songs page.
Ostrich burger, fresh romaine
On brioche bun or multi-grain
With avocado, portabella
Colby jack or mozzarella
Country dijon vinaigrette, chip-
-otle mayo, curry ketchup
Gourmet battered onion ring or
Free-range panko chicken finger
Bison, elk, wild boar, or lamb in
-side a lettuce wrap: so slammin’
For dessert, well, don’t you panic
Even our milkshakes are organic
Rainy day writing and staring and napping,
The running-off drops on my windowsill tapping
Accumulate more than the word count I’m reaping:
A little more writing, a little less sleeping.
[5 August 2013]
I tell everyone I’m a writer,
But I’d much rather be a have-written.
[28 January 2012]