The Bard Walks into a Bar: Theatre Review of Drunk Shakespeare
Once every 41 seconds, a child decides they hate Shakespeare. I may have completely made up the statistic, but the sentiment… Read More
Once every 41 seconds, a child decides they hate Shakespeare. I may have completely made up the statistic, but the sentiment… Read More
Once upon a time, not long ago, I worked in a magical place. I would walk in the door and… Read More
In 2010 I created a character who is more likable than I will ever be. That is a strange thing. I… Read More
Normally, this is the day when rehearsals for my summer theatre job begin. Actually, they began this morning, around when I started writing this… Read More
“Pack it in!” I screech, “Like sardines! Think sardine-y thoughts!” I beckon to the groups tentatively stepping in the small, dark… Read More
I’m running around the forest searching, hoping to see a flash of red, a glint of gold brocade, the blue-green… Read More
I must confess, I haven’t been myself lately. I’ve been a different wench entirely: Allow me to introduce you to… Read More