Manifest
“A” thru “M”
A list of all the digital theatrical artifacts and the people who sent them headed for the moon aboard the Griffin Lander.
The items I chose to launch to the moon have everything to do with other things I would like to see launched to the moon. Co-Resist is a script I wrote with Misha D. about changing our tactics and not giving up, a time capsule from the first time the United States elected a hamburglar. Moon Change is a song I did not write, from the play Caroline or Change, but it's about looking to the moon for changes on our Earth. I optimistically included a video about changing how we feel about ourselves, from a stand-up album produced by me and performed by my husband. Last and most, I snuck in a photo of my family in our new country: Adam, Misha, and Pupito at Roze Zaterdag, plus a photo of me with Kate Danley, the first person I will call when I receive an invitation to take a cruise to The Moon.
Co-Resist: Signage by Adam Jackman and Misha D.
Moon Change from Caroline or Change by Jeanine Tesori and Tony Kushner
Protest sign for Equality
Misha D. and the Sexy Gay Body Positivity Rainbow, from Dolphin of the Land
Adam Jackman, Misha D. and Pupito in Leeuwarden, The Netherlands, 2022
Adam Jackman and Kate Danley in Mexico, 2015
It is Done is about strangers trapped in a bar in the middle of nowhere. It is my most produced full-length play (on Earth). The message is that no matter where you go, you can't outrun your past... even if you go to the moon.
It is Done
I am primarily a science fiction writer because I believe that imagining futures for ourselves is the only path towards creating the futures that we want to see. It seems fitting to send some of these hopes and fears regarding the future out into space. Given that one of the major themes in not only my work but contemporary science fiction is that of community and mutual care, I have shared my space with the fellow writers of the Silent Notetakers Writers Collective.
Empress of Dust
Unplanned Obsolescence
The Dreamless Patron
The Suit
A Letter from Juliet (from Juliet Kingsley)
Robot Girl (from Grace Griego)
Station Arcadia Season One (from J.R. Steele)
The Stench of Adventure Episode One, Science Fiction and the Power of Iterative Revolution
This Is Not a Place of Honor
Letter to Noa
Picture of Alex and Noa
My work strives to accomplish three things: Examine the full breadth of my community’s humanity and rich history, add more Black narratives and roles to the American theatre canon, and reconcile the barrier between American history and Black history. I’m including my plays Last Drive to Dodge and Riverwood as testaments to this mission. Both plays have had world premieres—they’ve been birthed unto the world and are now out there, learning to walk.
Last Drive to Dodge speaks to the whitewashed, overly-romanticized American Frontier, where further research has estimated that 1 in 4 cowboys were Black. This play looks to shed light on just one corner of the Black American experience in the late 19th century, offering a western Black romance in the years following Reconstruction. Riverwood interrogates a corner of Black American city life during the 21st century, focusing the lens on the effects of gentrification and systemic racism.
Lastly, I’ll just say that we currently live in a world where our Black writers and thinkers are often overlooked and not bestowed the same label of “genius” as our white counterparts. Black contributions to culture, science, arts, philosophy are overlooked or met with harsher criticism or flat out appropriated and stolen. There is a dynamic that has persisted for hundreds of years in our world culture that white equals purity, brilliance, good, while black equals evil, bad, tricksy, uncivilized, unsophisticated, and brutish. Each day, we fight these perceptions with courage, steady resolve, swagger, and unbridled joy. Each day, we remind the world that “white” is not synonymous with “Greatness.” Hopefully, Dear Reader, the world has since changed by the time you see these remarks. Whether or not they have, we must make sure we’re not forgotten. Here is a non-exhaustive list of Black writers who have shaped our foundation and are currently shepherding us forward into a glorious future, so that you may know and never forget: We were here. And we were great.
The Ancestors:
Amiri Baraka. William Alexander Brown. Alice Childress. Lonne Elder III. Micki Grant. Lorraine Hansberry. Willis Richardson. George S. Schuyler. Joseph A. Walker. Douglas Turner Ward. August Wilson.
The Living Legends:
Tanya Barfield. Pearl Cleage. Lydia R. Diamond. Kirsten Greenidge. Katori Hall. Aleshea Harris. James Ijames. Branden Jacobs-Jenkins. Tarrell Alvin McCraney. Dominique Morisseau. Lynn Nottage. Robert O’Hara. Suzan-Lori Parks. Cheryl L. West. George C. Wolfe.
The Next Generation:
Eboni Booth. Jordan E. Cooper. Andrew Lee Creech. Nathan Alan Davis. Erika Dickerson-Despenza. Dave Harris. Zora Howard. C.A. Johnson. Candrice Jones. Donja R. Love. Douglas Lyons. AriDy Nox. Antoinette Chinonye Nwandu. Azure D. Osborne-Lee. Harrison David Rivers. Stacey Rose. Tori Sampson. Keenan Scott II. Bryan-Keyth Wilson.
A headshot
Two plays:
Last Drive to Dodge
Riverwood
Tales of Terror for Today's Woman is a fever dream of sorts exploring modern day perils from a feminist lens. Though written years ago, it seems particularly apt for the current Hellscape that is 2025.
Tales of Terror for Today's Woman; a short, absurdist comedy
Anya Sayadian, Joe Purcell & Kate Danley
On Shelves pilot script.
April Warren,
Erik Kuska &
Kate Danley
Puppetry Pictures from:
Monkey and the Magic Bubble Box
Storytime Funland
Bob Baker Marionette Theatre
Sticker Island
Sock Zombie
Puppet class with Michael Earl
Family photos of Rebecca and Olive
I'm sending my full-length plays and musicals that are completed and which represent my art and my heart: Touch The Moon, The Ripple Effect, The Equivalent of Sensation, about the Cone Sisters and Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas; The Lesser Leyendecker, about Joe and Frank Leyendecker, celebrated illustrators at the turn of the century. The Lost Girl, my musical with Ben Bonnema about Wendy, Michael and John Darling 25 years after Neverland during the suffrage movement; and A Collectible Sensation, a musical adaptation of The Equivalent of Sensation with collaborator Amy Engelhardt. Several short plays that are very close to my heart, including Family By Numbers, which is about the life and death of my 20-year old nephew Zachary Tyler Krull who passed away in 2016 in a hiking accident; Going Home, a short play about my late husband Paul Beigh's last day on earth 7/27/2021; A Knipple Full of Dreams, the dramatized story of how my great-grandmother escaped to America from Rumania; The Dating Pool, about my jumping back into dating again after being a widow; Jonna/Jack, about the lifelong love I have for a college/post-college boyfriend and our past lives; Josie & The Rockaway Tuffs, about my beloved Rockaway Beach NY; several other short plays about seminal moments and people in my lives, two demos from the two musicals, and a few pics of my late husband and nephew. I send my heart and art to the moon.
The Equivalent of Sensation - a full length play by Arianna Rose
The Lesser Leyendecker - A full-length play by Arianna RoseTouch The Moon - A full-length play by Arianna Rose
The Ripple Effect - A full-length play by Arianna Rose
Family By Numbers - a short play by Arianna Rose
Going Home - a short play by Arianna Rose
Jonna/Jack - a one-act play by Arianna Rose
Make Mulch From it - a short play by Arianna Rose
Sex, Lies & Styrofoam - a short play by Arianna Rose
The Dating Pool - a short play by Arianna Rose
We Three - a short play by Arianna Rose
A Knipple Full of Dreams - a short play by Arianna Rose
The Lost Girl - a musical by Arianna Rose and Ben Bonnema
A Collectible Sensation - a musical by Arianna Rose and Amy Engelhardt
Josie & The Rockaway Tuffs - a musical by Arianna Rose
Window, Open Wide - a demo song from The Lost Girl by Arianna Rose & Ben Bonnema
There is Color - a demo song from A Collectible Sensation by Arianna
Rose & Amy Engelhardt
Photo: Arianna Rose & late husband Paul Beigh
Photo: Arianna Rose and late nephew Zachary Tyler Krull
Photo: Zach Krull logo
"Most people, if they had really learned to look into their own hearts, would know that they do want, and want acutely, something that cannot be had in this world. There are all sorts of things in this world that offer to give it to you, but they never quite keep their promise [...] If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." - C.S. Lewis, "Mere Christianity"
And this brings me to the other sense of glory—glory as brightness, splendour, luminosity. We are to shine as the sun, we are to be given the Morning Star. I think I begin to see what it means. In one way, of course, God has given us the Morning Star already: you can go and enjoy the gift on many fine mornings if you get up early enough. What more, you may ask,
do we want? Ah, but we want so much more—something the books on aesthetics take little notice of. But the poets and the mythologies know all about it. We do not want merely to see
beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words—to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become goddesses and nymphs and elves— that, though we cannot, yet these projections can, enjoy in themselves that beauty, grace, and power of which Nature is the image. That is why the poets tell us such lovely falsehoods. They talk as if the west wind could really sweep into a human soul; but it can’t. They tell us that “beauty born of murmuring sound” will pass into a human face; but it won’t. Or not yet. For if we take the imagery of Scripture seriously, if we believe that God will one day give us the Morning Star and cause us to put on the splendour of the sun, then we may surmise that both the ancient myths and the modern poetry, so false as history, may be very near the truth as prophecy. At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the splendours we see. But all the leaves of the New Testament are rustling with the rumour that it will not always be so. Some day, God willing, we shall get in. When human souls have become as perfect in voluntary obedience as the inanimate creation is in its lifeless obedience, then they will put on its glory, or rather that greater glory of which nature is only the first sketch." - C. S. Lewis, "The Weight of Glory"
Dear Moon,
When I was very little, when I would be driving in a car I would look up at you and see you following me. No matter how fast I went, you were always in the same place in the window. "See!" I would say, "The Moon is my friend! He's following me!" A not very nice adult replied "No it's not! The moon's an inanimate object. It can't follow you." Shortly thereafter I went to an observatory with this same person and learned about the Earth's rotation, and orbit, and that the moon moved with the Earth. "See!" I said. "The Moon is following us!" This person was struck utterly speechless as, obviously, that's not quite what was meant by orbital rotation, but they couldn't find the words to explain the difference to a small child.
You were with me when I was alone. When I was separated from those I loved. That song frequently came to mind: "I see the moon and the moon sees me/and the moon sees the someone that I long to see/So God bless the moon and God bless me/And God bless the someone that I long to see." You followed me from home to home, even across countries. You are a part of the greatest stories of hope and survival in human history (Apollo 13 comes to mind,) you are the personification of many things, you are a rock in the sky made of stardust - the meeting of magic and reality, you are a scientist's dream, a poet's longing. You have been made manifest in my writing, and we have had long, wonderful conversations. Now, I like to imagine, that if I ever lose one of my most precious pieces of writing, you will have it in safe keeping. You watched me write them, and I like to think I am now handing them to you, my loving friend and companion, so that I may always share them with you and give them to your safekeeping.
Thank you for being our moon. What a miracle that God put a planet-like object close enough to us that we can see it clearly every night of our lives. I hope we will always remember to care for you as you care for us.
~Ashley
The following plays:
TRIAL, by Ashley Griffin
SNOW, by Ashley Griffin
THE SHADOWLANDS, by Ashley Griffin
The following novel:
BLANK PAIGE, by Ashley Griffin
Photo of Ashley Griffin, taken by Kristin Hoebermann
A copy of his script, What is it You Can’t Face.
I wrote this play out of frustration and anger at the recent national election results, which I recall involved the reelection of George W. Bush as President of the United States. The play focuses on the gulf between the have and have nots and the inordinate sense of entitlement that pervades our culture.
"Antipasto" - a one act play
I'm sending 10 of my plays. Because having my work on the moon is something I've never even thought I could have. And it should be a great resume-builder.
10 Plays by Cary Pepper
A copy of the script, A Brief Crack of Light, by Roy Close and Bill Semans.
A copy of the script, It Had to Be Me
Danley Family
Jack and Amelia, their story as remembered by David Danley.
Family pictures of generations past and present
Before the bed, bright moonlight.
I took it for frost on the ground.
I raised my head to dream upon that moon,
then bowed my head, lost, in thoughts of home.
-- Li Po
Murder on the Morning Show by Diane Rao Harman
If we are to shift the paradigm, we must change the stories we tell.
DRUNK is the tale of the last two beverage-filled years of an inventive, entertaining, high-functioning alcoholic. As seen from inside her head. Augmented-reality technical elements increasingly invade the action as Harmony’s world sinks into her drinks: she gleefully rides the downward spiral from fantasy to next drink to fantasy to bigger bottles to a horrifyingly funny, technicolour rock-bottom. Which isn’t the end but rather, a new beginning.
SPOILER ALERT
Sober for more than 20 years, the woman on whose experiences this play is based now lives a life of service to others.
Drunk!
Reclamation is my poem to the earth, my hope that mankind will sustain it. Along with the other plays and the pieces by my children, this is work I'm proud to launch into the cosmos so that whichever foreign traveler discovers them might learn a little about the people who once lived on the wondrous blue marble around which this beautiful rock orbits.
Reclamation; Hysterical!
The Auntie Network
In The Cosmos (by Lily Dunham)
The Owl (by Nicky Dunham)
Why send Something Wicked to the moon? Because stories are spells, and this one carries a potent incantation about power, ambition, and the unseen forces that shape our world. In a time where history teeters between democracy and dictatorship, Something Wicked serves as both a warning and a reflection—a tale that future civilizations, or perhaps extraterrestrial wanderers, might uncover and wonder:
Did they heed the witches’ warnings?
Did ambition devour reason?
Did fate bend, or did it break?
The moon is a silent witness to humanity’s rise and reckoning. By sending Something Wicked beyond our planet, we inscribe into the cosmos a story that remains timeless—a message in a bottle floating in the great expanse, waiting for the next generation (or species) to unearth its meaning.
Because if history has taught us anything, it’s that power always seeks a crown—and someone must always ask: At what cost?
Script - Something Wicked
Artwork - Something Wicked
I wrote this play during the height of Covid and our mighty group produced a live-stream production. I adapted it into a stage play which will be produced this summer 2025. The story takes place in the future as the crew of the SS Resurrection journey to Titan in a last-ditch effort to save life on Earth. A trip to the moon for this piece is just fitting.
Script - Eyes to the Stars
Cast Pictures - - Eyes to the Stars
Artwork - - Eyes to the Stars
Estelle Homerstone
I'm sending to the moon.....
A clip from the trailer for the musical 'Run to the Nuns'
'Run to the Nuns' pitch document
A selection of scenes and songs from 'Run to the Nuns'
A clip from 'Working for Crumbs'
Estelle Homerstone Productions mood board
A video of me and the love of my life
I chose to share three of my works. INSERT TOKEN is a dark comedy exploring our culture's hopeless addiction to technology and the Internet (and corporate America's eager willingness to exploit it.) From my full length drama, ACCOMMODATION (available from Dramatists Play Service,) I included a monologue spoken by Celeste Dawkins - a burnt out high school Earth/Space Science teacher, who describes what she learned after one of her students gives a stunning demonstration of a solar eclipse. And finally, ROOM 27, my existential mashup of "No Exit," and "Waiting for Godot" where members of the fabled "27 Club" are waiting in a dressing room in Hell for a drummer to arrive... so they can play the Concert to End All Concerts. (With themes of loneliness and solitude, and the frustrations of artistic expression being silenced, I figured that the deafening quiet and desolation of space might be the perfect place to send this play!)
Insert Token
Accommodation Production Art
Accommodation Monologue
Room 27
Building Madness - a 1930s screwball comedy and winner of the Panowski Playwriting award. And the play that gave my my first professional production
Working for Crumbs - a modern workplace farce and my first OFFIE (Off West End) nomination
Queen Mab Audiobook - narrated by Julian Rhind-Tutt
The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie - adapted by Kate Danley
A Spirited Manor - script and pictures from Bellevue College production
Cue - short script
Pictures - Blake… da Musical, Building Madness, Working for Crumbs, A Christmas Carol, London, New York, Los Angeles
Personal pictures - grandparents, Christmas gatherings, friends
I've always been fascinated by the beauty of the Moon, especially of late. I look for it in the night sky on my walks with my dog. I'm sending two special writing projects of mine to share with the Moon & Universe and 6 precious family photos. A reflection of my life here on earth. :)
Full-length play BETTE DAVIS AND THE HOLLYWOOD CANTEEN
Screenplay JINGLE BELL BARK
6 Lawler family photos
Joe Purcell
During a routine Colonoscopy, it is discovered the patient has Ass Pixies living in his colon. Since mooning is the act of showing one's ass, the connection seemed natural.
A short sketch, called Colonoscopy
To date, my only LORT production has been Friendly's Fire at Barter Theatre. It was read as part of the Appalachian Festival of Plays and Playwrights in 2015 and then produced at Barter in 2017 (there was also a wonderful workshop at UGA in 2016, independent from Barter's production). It was a rewarding, two-year experiencing bringing this play to life on stage. Barter also hosted talkback sessions with members from Veterans and Heroes to Agriculture about struggles returning home after war (the play features a central character who believes himself to be on a journey to have a reckoning with Santa Claus over his dead brother, while a concern friend (who just happens to be wearing a B-movie astronaut outfit) joins him on this journey in the hopes of helping him come back to reality. I have included a publicity image from the Barter Production and one from the APW Workshop.
Script - Friendly's Fire (or, Guy Friendly Meets the Saint of Thieves)
I chose three short pieces about people (and aliens) traveling. One play is about a person from outer space trying to get home. The other play is about traveling the highways of the United States. And the story is about a young man who climbs a tree all the way to the lunar surface. All three of these pieces hold a special place in my heart and seemed perfect for a trip to the moon.
TRAVELERS AMONG THE STARS - A collection containing the short plays "A Spaceman Rides An Elevator In An Office Building" and "Convoy Tony and Convoy Troy Talk About Convoys," as well as the short story "Mr. Bones Speaks To The Bright Round Moon."
Both scripts feature characters fighting misconceptions and misinformation to try to reach a place of empathy, love and justice. Since those attributes are under such attach here on earth, perhaps they can hang out on the moon for a bit before making (hopefully) a triumphant return.
The Script and an info page on "Bobby and Matt: Passing Notes through Time" and the script and an info page on my three person adaptation of "A Christmas Carol."
Pictures of cast of A Christmas Carol, The Adding Machine, GTC shows, and Ovation Awards with Kevin Cochran, Charles Johanson, and Rick Batalla
Ladies Who Launch Theatricals
Ladies Who Launch is a collective of Tony and Olivier winning theatrical producers who met at Sardi’s in February 2020 after a reading of Working for Crumbs. Their members include Amy Gewirtz, Cate Cammarata, Jarlath Jacobs, Kate Danley, Merrie L. Davis, and Susan Cohen.
During lockdown, they met once a week on Zoom to provide support, emotionally and professionally, and continue their friendship.
One day during lockdown, inspired by Merrie’s frozen salmon order, they decided to create a SEAson of fishy alternative titles to great Broadway shows (some of them are quite catchy). This list was featured on Broadway Briefing and is included in the MoonBox. “We do what it takes to keep theater swimming along.”
Broadway’s 21st SEAson of Shows
I have been a playwright for almost 20 years, but my career trajectory was originally in the space program, working both in the U.S. and in Canada. Working in the space program was very much a dream come true for me; I remember watching “Star Trek” (the original series) as a child and being inspired by the stories the show told, and I remember lying on my back and gazing at the stars on countless summer evenings.
Some say that moving from the world of technology and science to the world of theatre represented a major shift of my priorities, but I would argue otherwise. Both pursuits have a great deal in common: they’re really both about exploring the universe, whether we’re talking moon rocks or the depths of the human condition.
I’ve had the good fortune to write quite a few plays over the years and to see many of them produced in different parts of the world, and am including a slideshow of production photos from many of them in the manifest. But one of my favourites – to the extent that one can choose from one’s children – is “One Small Step,” a story of lost love set on the day of the first moon landing, July 20, 1969 – and, as it happens, not long after the Stonewall riots in New York. It’s a short play that’s been produced at a number of festivals and features an aspiring NASA engineer whose career hopes are dashed when his superiors discover he’s gay.
Alas, the young man never gets to work for NASA, but I am delighted that his story will take him at long last to the moon.
Script for “One Small Step”
Production casts for “One Small Step”
Production photos for “One Small Step” (Boston and Toronto)
Slideshow of production photos from other productions
What could be be more perfect to send to the Moon than a brand new musical all about the Moon? "Songs of the Moon: Fantastical Folktales from Asia" was commissioned by The 5th Avenue Theatre in Seattle, WA, with the world premiere production presented by The 5th Avenue Theatre’s Educational Touring Company in March 2025. In this musical, three Asian American students gather on a crisp autumn evening to decorate their neighborhood park in preparation of the mid-Autumn Harvest Festival celebrating the moon, but they can’t decide which story they should perform for their community: should it be SUN AND MOON (a Korean folktale), THE JADE RABBIT (a Vietnamese folktale), or THE MOON LADY (a Chinese folk tale)? As they journey through each story, they realize the significant role folk tales and oral storytelling hold in bridging intergenerational connections, creating opportunities for social and emotional growth, and preserving cultural heritage. We had such a fun time creating this musical together and hope the Moon enjoys it, too! And remember: "Next time you feel the magic of the moon/Just hum a little stanza of this tune..."
Songs of the Moon: Fantastical Folktales from Asia
I'm excited to join my fellow playwrights in this project. I've chosen plays that span the spectrum of the human experience - love and heartbreak, life and death, illness, the relationships that sustain us (and sometimes tear us apart), laughter, tears, grief, hope, fear and joy, often all at the same time.
Full length:
[kiss.sigh]
In Like Flint
Life Support
Parental Rights
Shiva
10-Minute Plays
A Slumber Party with Jesus
East Stanton Station
How Many Children?
The Incident with the Roast
Into That Good Night
Moose Guy
Swipe, Click, Enter, Whatever
Monologues
I Thank My Lucky Stars
The Road, Unexpected
I love the moon! Looking at it in its various guises (my favorite is gibbous for its wildly un-euphonious name,) dreaming about it, taking pictures of it, watching it pull the tides hither and yon, and walking in the woods by its light. So naturally, I'm on board for anything that pulls me closer to this gorgeous globe.
The Detention Lottery, a one-act drama set in a US immigration detention center in 2025
Deadline 2037, a full-length drama in which a group of elders take on a government determined to euthanize them at age 75.
I think a lot about the moon as a constant. It moves both near and far from us. It might want to get away, and it might almost manage it at the farthest reach of its orbit, but it's always drawn back. The plays I've chosen to send all touch on that push and pull and characters orbiting an idea—or a person—they can't quite escape. One play is still in development; I guess it's fair to say that I'm the one orbiting the story, trying to find the right way in.
Four plays:
Gin Mummy
Sweetheart, Come
A Form of Flattery
Jane Austen's Persuasion
Merrie L. Davis fighting to get my favorite miniature chair, one of 2000, onto the moon with my Iconic Chili Pepper bracelet... straight from Avery Island, Louisiana, where they make Tabasco Sauce
I am sending three full-length plays: Wonder of Our Stage, The Aria of Julie d’Aubigny, and Creation: A Frankenstein Story; and seven shorter plays: The Beginning of Everything, The Case of the Stolen Moon, Changeling, Cyrano on the Moon, Edgar Allan Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, Lady M’s Christmas, and On Robots and Raindrops.
Much of my work has a science fiction or fantasy bent to it, and as such the moon figures prominently in my work. Cyrano on the Moon, a sequel to Rostand’s Cyrano de Bergerac, plays out Cyrano’s afterlife on the moon, as he describes it in act five of Rostand’s play. Changeling, features a woman who was supposed to be given a child by the moon, but the child isn’t what she expects when confronted with her gift. The Case of the Stolen Moon takes place on a distant planet where there are four moons, and the smallest one has gone missing. It is a dream of mine that one day Cyrano on the Moon (or any of my plays) will be performed by people on the moon.
In this archive, I am also sending along photos: three photos of various productions of Cyrano on the Moon, two from productions of Wonder of Our Stage, and one from a production of Changeling. Finally, I am sending a brief biography and headshot.
A Brief Biography
Plays: Changeling, Creation: A Frankenstein Story, Cyrano on the Moon, Edgar Allan Poe's the Masque of the Red Death, Lady M's Christmas, On Robots and Raindrops, The Aria of Julie d'Aubigny; The Beginning of Everything; The Case of the Stolen Moon; Wonder of Our Stage.
Photos: Headshot, Changeling at Windmill Theatre Company, Cyrano on the Moon at Cincinnati Fringe, Cyrano on the Moon at Minnesota Fringe, Cyrano on the Moon at Tampa Fringe, Wonder of Our Stage at The Players, Wonder of Our Stage at Silk Moth.
I am sending my most recent writing creations, two short plays that I've shared with my peers, and two poems that I've held dear to my heart without another soul hearing or seeing it. So why not let the vast mass of space and have the luminous moon shine its light on my repertoire and read my heart's heart. Plus two sketches that make me chuckle, cause laughter is the best medicine to loneliness. So if you find yourself lamenting alone, give it a read and maybe you'll do one of those nose exhales or give a small crescent moon of a smile.
Plays:
'The Dustpan Chronicles'
'Truth or Dare'.
Poem:
'What if you loved me?'
'The Dichotomy of ME'