Just Wrought

Recovering playwright, once won a STRANGER Genius Award for theater. Now writing a bloated novel about… G-d help me! Theatre.

  • NewsWrights United begins “Crowd Sourcing” its Investigations

    NewsWrights United begins “Crowd Sourcing” its Investigations

    We posted the following note on the NewsWrights United Facebook page this morning, as we gear up our full-bore effort to cover the current crisis in journalism from a Pacific Northwest perspective. 

    Help NewsWrights “Crowd Source” its Investigation into How Northwest On-Line Newsies Monetize

    As Newswrights United continues its investigation into the current crisis of journalism for our upcoming second edition of A Living Newspaper: The New New News, it has become clear to us that monetization is possibly the most crucial issue facing the imperiled Fourth Estate. How will these nascent on-line information sources sustain themselves financially? Will the reporters gathering the news be able to make a living or will they, like, say theatre artists, be forced to cobble together their livelihoods through means both related and unrelated to their chosen vocation of truth telling? Will funders, advertisers, subscribers and other potential sources of revenue respect the traditional “fire-wall” between financial and editorial?

    Our Editing Producer Tom Paulson shrewdly notes that the “monetization question” is one most journalists are unwilling to ask, since they would rather not to have to answer it themselves. We at NewsWrights believe a significant public service could be performed simply by accurately reporting how Seattle’s online news providers fund their operations and how they plan to in the future. After all, since we are only playacting as journalists, we should have nothing to lose, right?

    So if you know anything, or know anyone that might know anything, about how the sites on the following list are monetizing, please let us know.

    CrossCut

    InvestigateWest

    MyBallard.com (along with its other neighborhood affiliates: MyQueenAnne, etc.)

    PI.com

    Publicola

    Seattle Times on line

    Seattlecrime.com

    Seattlepostglobe.org

    The Stranger on line (SLOG)

    Sunbreak.com

    Weekly online

    West Seattle Blog

    (Please feel free to suggest additions to this list.)

    You can go to the NewsWrights United Facebook page by clicking here.

    If you have not already done so, I strongly encourage you to “like” us on Facebook.  We will not be spamming you, but rather encouraging you to chime in as we build our theatrical coverage of The New New News, ultimately culminating in a production of a second edition of A Living Newspaper in Seattle early next year. 

  • Smucker, Smoot and Lilienthal on Early Collaboration, Prosceniums and Dream Spaces

    Smucker, Smoot and Lilienthal on Early Collaboration, Prosceniums and Dream Spaces

    The fifth in a series of essays entitled:
    Towards a World Class Theatre

    My original plan was to dedicate two essays in this ongoing series, Towards a World Class Theatre, to the crucial role that design plays– or should play– in the development of new work for the stage.  The thesis of the first was to be pretty safe and straightforward: designers and playwrights should begin collaborating as early in the process as possible, something which is, if not actively discouraged by the monolithic regional theatre/MFA mediocracy, well then certainly almost universally ignored.  I pre-ranted a bit about this in “Theatre Takes Place: Why Locally Grown Plays Matter”:

    This sort of intimate relationship between playwright and set-wright is generally frowned upon in today’s play development superstructure.  The alternative model forcefully defended at your favorite regional theater goes something like this: you go to your MFA program, I go to mine.  If, based on the recommendation of the well-known playwright who runs my MFA program, said regional theater decides to develop my play, said theater will assign me the MFA grad designer recommended to them by the  top-tier MFA design school, most assuredly not the same school as the playwriting program.  It is all very polite and respectable, like an arranged marriage without the hot stranger sex.  In the very respectable League of Regional Theatres (LORT), playwrights have no business consorting with designers, let alone taunting them into being brilliant.

    The second essay, which I hoped to call “Good Friend for Jesus Sake Forbeare and Never Build another Proscenium Stage” would proffer an equally straightforward, though perhaps more superficially controversial argument: prosceniums suck.  “How sad it is,” I would have said, “That this vestige of a relatively narrow historical window still needlessly constrains the presentation of plays, imposing a fatuous ‘fourth wall’ where none had previously existed.”  One excellent actor, provoked by just this provisional title, wrote me privately to lodge his indignant pre-protest: “Particularly interested in some of these future essays.  Personally I like proscenium stages– very much.”  This simple statement hints at the multifarious underlying pathologies of modern American theatre that the proscenium either perpetrates or participates in.  My imaginary reply to my eminent colleague would be:

    1. Of course you like prosceniums.  You were trained to perform on them because prosceniums so egregiously outnumber any other stage plan, especially in League of Resident Theatres (LORT) houses across the country, but even more especially on Broadway.  Acting conservatories and the cannon itself are unnaturally and unhealthily skewed toward enabling this awkward and fundamentally disabling 19th century model.
    2. Of course you like prosceniums.  They allow you a distance from your audience which is most comfortable for you, given your training and preference for self-centric acting techniques.
    3. Who cares if you like prosceniums?  Can we please move away from doing theatre that we as artists prefer at the expense of what the audience needs?  I know you like chewing through Mamet dialogue and Shakespeare soliloquies, but can’t even you see that audiences have had it with our self-indulgence?  Rather than watching you feel it, they want to feel it themselves.  What a concept! 

    In this now never-to-be-written essay, my basic point would have been, let movies languish, locked in flat proscenium shadow boxes, conning their market targets with ersatz “3D”, while we blow audiences away actually dancing through all four dimensions.

    However, as I began reaching out for quotes to sprinkle into these two essays I made some rather startling discoveries.  First, designers actually know a lot more about design than I do, and what’s more they can talk about it a lot more eloquently.  (Writers hate it when putative non-writers out-write them.)  Another uncomfortable realization was that certain collaborators of mine, whom I assumed aligned perfectly with my views on the subject, actually diametrically disagree.  (See below Gary Smoot’s cogent defense of the proscenium.)  In the end I thought it wiser to let them speak for themselves.

    So without further invective ado, here they are, answering the same questions I asked each of them, along with some interspersed introduction to their work.

    MULLIN: How crucial do YOU feel an early, robust relationship be-tween playwright and designer(s) to be? I.e. am I full of shit and if so, why?

    MATTHEW SMUCKER: An early relationship seems like a swell idea. But in my experience, it isn’t the typical model of how plays get made. My primary interaction is usually with the director, who serves as a conduit of playwright’s vision but often also as a buffer. They are the chief interpreter, whether they fancy themselves auteur or consensus builder or cat herder or usually somewhere in-between. The times when I truly have felt the “early, robust relationship” with a playwright, it has been with a playwright directing the play they have written/are writing. And this has been great—I see my responses to early drafts (or to source material, if it is an adaptation) mutate and become fully integrated into the final creation. The play on stage is better because the collaboration is deeper. If the hypothetical playwright and director are separate individuals, it seems like the real robust relationship that should be proposed is not just playwright/designer, but rather playwright/company. In this case “company” constitutes all of the interpretive artists—director, actors, designers. The playwright isn’t just writing for an abstract actor/director/designer, but with them.

    The one playwright’s work I always see early is my wife’s. And if you asked her, she would certainly second your opinion that a robust playwright/designer relationship is a fruitful thing. (And that isn’t meant just as a childbearing pun.) One big reason for that is that designers are by nature kick-ass dramaturges. We (and in my “we” I include all set, lighting, costume, sound, and projection designers, plus the occasional puppeteer) are already keyed into how a play flows and its emotional beats. We pick apart character arcs and create imagined back-stories. We do deep research into period and culture and geography. We think big picture. We ask hard questions. We distill research data to its essence. Our job is to understand the bones of a script and bring it to life visually. So of COURSE we are good dramaturges—and for that matter we are dramaturges who actually have to make something real happen on stage, perhaps making us better at dramaturgy than “real” dramaturges.

    GARY SMOOT:  I’m not sure if I would use the word crucial. I think it really depends on the team. A lot of times the playwright is dead, so you can’t really have a relationship with them.  Then it becomes the director or artistic director subbing in for the playwright.  That’s probably why people like Shakespeare, because they don’t have to fuck around with the dumb playwright.  It so depends on who the two people are.  And it depends on the rules that are set up for that relationship. With some writers too much involvement can water things down, turn everything beige; and, new work excluded, a lot of the time writers aren’t available. Part of good design is solving problems and sometimes it involves more creativity than others. A good designer should be able to take everything from the page, and from his or her own research.  Too much planning can sometimes kill a project. There is a lot to be said for the connections we form from external forces. I think the entire process can grow from resolving problems along the way.  The trick is that I don’t want to be a writer ( who would?… oh … sorry…) and I don’t want the writer (or director for that matter, but that’s a whole new conversation) to design.

    You and I have that fun relationship sometimes where you’ll push me, give me something that you know can’t be done and then see what kind of interesting solution I come up with to the problem: we work on problems that create other problems or new directions to go in; but most people just want to know that it can be done.

    ETTA LILIENTHAL: I spent a summer working at the O’Neill Playwriting Conference where the original idea was for designers to interact with playwrights early in their writing process.  It was a transformative experience for both parties!  In many cases the playwright thought they were communicating one thing regarding the space of the environment, and the designers read something totally different.  I also recently had the pleasure of being instrumental in the process of creating a new play based on transcribed interviews.  The influence of the designers toward the body of the writing was palpable in the final script.  I felt hugely rewarded by the process and the design work that resulted. 

    Matthew Smucker’s designs are enjoyed throughout Seattle, in all three of the Big Houses, plus that bigger than big ‘un, The 5th Avenue, where he recently designed the set for Candide).  However, his work is not limited to those venerable institutions.  New Century Theatre’s production of Orange Flower Water and Book-It Rep’s Night Flight benefited from his designs.  I particularly enjoyed his design for ACT’s production of Sarah Ruhl’s Eurydice, even though I do not care for the play itself, a prime example of American theatre’s current scourge: plays for, by and about Upper Westsiders.  Smucker’s diving board, however, so grittily realistic, soared to the mythological  as it simultaneously evoked aspiration and menace.  It almost single-handedly salvaged the evening for me.  Such is the power of powerful design. For his consistently outstanding work, Smucker has won a Seattle Times Footlight Award and has been named one of “Seattle’s Best” by The Seattle Weekly

    MULLIN: How do you feel about the proscenium stage?  Do you enjoy designing for it? Why? If not, why not? Are there other plans you enjoy more?

    SMUCKER: First off, let me say that I do very much enjoy designing for a proscenium. It’s great for big epic stage pictures, deep pictorial space and your classic bits theatrical trickery. That said, I would be very disappointed if that was the only type of venue I got to work in. (Fortunately, it’s not.) If I had to pick my favorite venue configuration, I’d have to say I’m kinda a sucker for theatre in the round. The Seattle venue where I think I’ve had my greatest personal artistic success is ACT’s arena space.  I love the intimacy.  I love the paradox of “real” sculptural staging in the patently “unreal” environment of visible viewers. (Of course this unreality is a part of all theatre by definition… suspension of disbelief blah blah, but arena staging tackles this tension head-on by being more real and more fake simultaneously.) I love that any play conceived by a playwright for a proscenium instantly becomes similar to staging a new play because precedents are thrown out the window. One has to re-conceptualize all the rote proscenium-based stage directions (as it seems like 95% of scripts get wrought with the proscenium in mind) and re-invent them for a very different way of making stage pictures.

    The proscenium is the classic form of 18th and 19th century theatre. The specific relationship between audience and performer in a proscenium has long since been co-opted and improved on by cinema, by television, by videogame. You look through the magic rectangle and see a simulated reality on the other side. One is distanced and divided from that performance by the proscenium’s formality.

    There can be a real sameness to proscenium houses, and therefore a default type of problem solving. This leads to a sameness in the designer’s responses to it, as well as the director’s and actor’s choices in it. This sameness works in the favor of the big ol’ national tour and the special event that doesn’t rely on a response to location, but it eliminates the quirkiness of unique local environments. The quirkier the theatre-space, the more responsive the design needs to be, and the more innovative and “local” the results will become.

    SMOOT:  I prefer the proscenium. It is really an iconic model.  It sets up the “I’m about to see a play” feeling in an audience member. I also feel that sometimes in theater people are always looking for novelty. And that alone doesn’t make a play better. I think sometimes being clever can steal the focus.  If some things stay traditional, it is easier to pick moments to really make a production sing.  It is easier to break the rules if they are known to most of the audience.  It is also a little more controlled. That is really my own preference. I have seen great and terrible shows in all forms of staging.

    LILIENTHAL: The proscenium stage is a double edged sword.  It is one of the most classically formal theatrical spaces, and is both limiting and freeing in its organization.  I tend not to prefer designing on this type of stage as I am more interested as a designer in including the audience in the environment I am creating rather than creating a window for them to view something in.  However it is very easy to create illusion in this kind of space.  My preference is a open black box theater with movable seating.  This kind of arrangement allows me to create multiple relationships with the space to the audience members and allows for a completely inclusive environment.  It is also the least theatrical arrangement of space which I find is helpful in allowing people to relax their predisposed inhibitions and expectations to the theater experience.

    I was first introduced to Etta Lilienthal’s work when she agreed to join an already underway production team for the world premiere of The Ten Thousand Things at Washington Ensemble Theatre.  It turned out that her style, both personally and artistically, was so categorically different from mine that she was able to create a world—more accurately, a “multi-verse”— for the play that went light-years beyond anything I could possibly envision.  For me this is the crucial essence of playwright/designer collaboration.  Good designers are inspired by playwrights.  Great designers turn that equation around, and inspire good plays toward greatness.

    Elise Hunt as Yew in Washington Ensemble Theatre's world premiere of THE TEN THOUSAND THINGS, set design by Etta Lilienthal, photo by Jessica Trundy.

    What I loved best about Etta’s set was its permeability into the audience’s world, not just in the obvious example, pictured above, wherein Yew (as played by Elise Hunt) draws a circle of enchantment in the actual peat, (the reach aroma of which pervaded the entire theatre) but also more nuanced effects, like the changing natural light in the back window, which opened out onto the sky above the alley behind the Little Theatre, creating a subtle effect during the beginning of the show as the midsummer twilight faded, but also another mind-blowing surprise at the end, when Yew finally finds what she’s looking for.

    For more on Etta’s work and bio, you can check out her site here.

    MULLIN: If someone told you big money was being raised for a medium sized space in Seattle, what would you suggest we build and why?

    SMUCKER: Build a large scale flexible blackbox space with easily reconfigurable seating. Remake a found space that oozes character, keeping that character intact. Don’t flatten out the quirkiness when turning it into a performance venue. Give it a fully trapped floor with deep traproom. Give it a decent flyspace and hanging points above the lighting grid. Make the relationship between audience and performer a required choice, not a default.

    SMOOT:  I think flexibility is a good thing and serves the most interests. Simple things like: no columns in the middle of the stage, cross around opportunities, high ceilings for at least two levels and lighting, bathrooms that aren’t onstage.  Good acoustics, big enough doors to actually load a set in… That sort of thing. Also the size is important. I know  budgets need to be met, but a crowded house is always better than a vast empty one.  Location is really important.  It’s nice to have a theatre where there’s a pedestrian environment already.  It might be cool to have it in an airplane hanger somewhere, but it’s nice to have it where there’s a restaurant, all those things that aren’t necessary but do make it easier for people to get there and want to be.

    LILIENTHAL: Going further with my response above, my suggestion for a new space would be a multi-space black box theater, similar to the REDCAT Theater that was recently built in LA for CalArts theatre students to design in the city proper.  I believe this kind of architecture and the creative use of space it elicits is the new future of theater.  For a design team and a director to be able to choose where and how the audience is viewing the work is the last layer of the theatrical experience that is hardly ever utilized.  Therefore movable seating, a flexible lighting grid & high ceiling, a trapped floor, and a balcony surround are the elements key in the new theater space I would design for Seattle.

    Gary Smoot and I began our designer/playwright relationship after having been friends already for at least half a decade.  I consider it a horror of history that I cannot show you the design idea that I think most epitomizes his work.  It was for my play An American book of the dead – The Game Show.  We needed three isoimagelation booths for the afterlife contestants.  I wanted something straightforward and on the nose, similar to the glass boxes  they used in the 1950’s t.v. gameshow Twenty-One.  Naturally, Gary zagged off my zig.  After storming through a lot of tentative ideas, including bubble packs for life-sized action heroes, file cabinets and morgue drawers, he finally landed on simple genius; and of course had the skill and the luck to bring it together:  three identical, perfectly white refrigerators, with plastic magnet letters to spell out each enclosed contestant’s name. When the intense gelled Fresnels were focused on them, the white surface utterly transformed into whatever deeply saturated color the lighting designer chose to call up.  The actor “contestants” blithely climbed in and out, emerging unexpectedly from one after entering another, like so many peas in a karmic shell game.  For the audience the layers of meaning dawned almost imperceptibly but no less forcefully for that: the three fridges were  consumption, comfort, death and banality all rolled together in a uniquely American triptych icon;  but even as they were evoking these ideas, it was also bluntly obvious that they were nothing more nor less than refrigerators, or isolation booths, or maybe some vast gentle joke played on everyone from patron to playwright.  When Gary’s designing, the sense of play never leaves the play, even if the play involves death at its very core. 

    Apparently all design photos from the world premiere of An American Book of the Dead – The Game Show are lost, proving that even the most brilliant designer can prove himself a piss-poor archivist.  Since I cannot give you those fridges, I will give you something completely Smootly different.  Not a design by Gary, but a fever dream.  During the ramp up to the premiere of The Sequence at the Theatre @ Boston Court, Gary would send me these collages like scraps tossed to starving dog, teasers to give me some idea of how he was lining up to attack.  Call it an extended enlightened short hand he developed for allaying my anxieties.  By showing me images like this, he not so much indicated what the set will look like— Gary’s sets do not customarily look like anything so much as they behave—but rather what it would feel like to watch the show.

    Dream sketch for the world premiere THE SEQUENCE by Gary Smoot

    I came to playwriting as an actor, and so sometimes I too easily shrug off the actor’s gift.  Partly that is due to a deep-rooted belief that we show people praise ourselves at our peril, but I know I should try to be more respectful.  Only actors outrank playwrights in the seniority of the theatrical tradition.  Directors did not come into existence until the 19th Century.  Artistic directors not until the 20th.  When it comes to designers, however, I doubt I will ever overcome my awe for the artists who can translate from their vision what I literally cannot even begin to imagine.  People often ask me, “What did you picture in your head when you wrote this scene?” thus forcing me again and again to sheepishly admit, “I don’t picture anything.  I just hear it.  I leave the picturing to my betters.”  I am blessed– we are all blessed– to have these three working in our world and doing the heavy lifting of our dreaming.

    Previously: “The Solo Show: A Risk Averse Artistic Administrator’s Best Friend”
    Next up: “Don’t Let the Big Houses Fool Ya: It Ain’t about the Money”
  • D.C.’s Arena Ups the Ante, What will Seattle’s Big Houses Do?

    Arena Stage in Washington, D.C. just made being a playwright a full-time job for five lucky (and worthy) writers.  What a concept!  An institution with the sole purpose of putting on plays finally making the role of wrighting them a full-time position on their staff.  From the Washington Post article:

    It might sound as if bringing playwrights aboard would be the most routine of customs for an industry in the business of putting on plays. Playwrights, after all, supply the basic building blocks of theatrical life. In reality, though, American theaters rarely effectively put dramatists on the payroll.

    As a result, few writers ever become integral parts of a performing arts institution. And this, in turn, may help to explain why many in the business think the deterioration in the process of getting new plays to the stage has reached a crisis level.

    Will any Seattle Big House do it here?  My prediction is that you will hear lots of public admiration for Arena’s move in the “other Washington”; but God will hear lots of private prayer that Northwest theatre artists and audiences quickly forget about this revolutionary change so that the artistic administrators calling the shots can go back to stolidly propping up the status quo.

    Then again, I could be wrong.  (God, how I’d love to be wrong.)

    Read all about it here.

    (Thanks S. P. Miskowski for pointing this out to me.)

  • Louis Slotin will Finally Reach Chicago

    Louis Slotin will Finally Reach Chicago

    While I have kept this news close to my vest for a while, it is now official, folks!  My play Louis Slotin Sonata will be produced in Chicago this Fall at A Red Orchid Theatre.

    The Chicago Sun-Times covers the announcement here.

    BroadwayWorld.com – Chicago’s story is here.

    What makes this upcoming production particularly gratifying for me is that Slotin had immediate plans for his life beyond Los Alamos and the Manhattan Project.  He intended to switch gears from physics and engineering to pursue his original area of study, life sciences, at the University of Chicago.  His bags were already packed when the accident happened.   After all these decades, if only in my admittedly strange and somewhat sentimental imagination, Louie will finally arrive where he was heading.

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    Sodom Saki Full Length by Paul Mullin

  • Curtain Speech for FourPlay – June 11, 2010

    So often the direction of my words is page to stage that when I had this opportunity to go the other way, I could not pass it up. So without further introduction, here, transcribed, is the curtain speech I gave for last Friday night’s performance of FourPlay: original works penned by four of Seattle’s emerging playwrights.  (I am also including a link to the sound file at the end of this post, so that you listen to the actual speech if you care to.)

    Hi everybody.  My name is Paul Mullin and I’m a playwright here in Seattle.  And I asked permission to record my little speech to you here tonight.  I hope that’s okay with you guys.  (I’ll set that right there.  I hope I don’t walk on it. … I better pull out my notes.)

    First of all, if you have a cell phone please turn it off.  Especially in a place this small we can even hear like the little bleeps and bloops.  It’s just distracting to everybody involved.  So thanks for that.

    So Jesse Putnam—and I think he’s here—there he is—is the producer of this piece, and about, I don’t know how many months ago (he’s a former student of mine) he wrote me an email and said, “You know, Paul, I want to produce some theatre.  I got the itch.  I’m thinking about some Pinter plays, or I’m thinking about maybe producing just all new work by emerging playwrights.  What do you think I should do?”  And before I could even get back to him he wrote me and said, “I decided I’m going to go with doing the four new playwrights.”  Which was what I was going to tell him to do.  So good choice.

    And with that in mind, thank you for being here.  You are on the right side of what is right now a very important and pretty avidly fought struggle for the heart and soul of theatre here in Seattle.  Basically there [are] two camps.  One camp thinks that theatre is so precious that it needs to be preserved at any cost.  And then there’s another camp that thinks that theatre doesn’t need any preservation at all.  It just needs perpetration.  Because theatre will always survive.  It’ll even survive these humiliating, soul-sucking, debilitating attempts of the first camp to preserve it.  It’ll survive productions of Glengarry Glen Ross dressed up as a cogent response to the recent mortgage meltdown when the play’s not about that at all and the ironic fact is the recent mortgage meltdown that so drastically affected our country had its epicenter about a mile that way [pointing west] at the WaMu Tower in downtown Seattle.  It’ll survive productions of plays called Rock and Roll set in London and Czechoslovakia, when rock and roll was born in America and the most recent, most important wave of rock and roll had its epicenter in… Seattle.

    So theatre doesn’t need preservation.  Trying to preserve theatre is like yelling at a bunch of kids to “Have Fun!”  We just have to produce theatre, because theatre is produce.  And you can freeze it, and you can can it, and you can genetically modify it so that it has a really long shelf life and can survive distant trips from places like New York and London but we all know that produce is best when it’s fresh and it’s local and it’s organic, like the theatre you’re going to see tonight.

    So if you think what you’re about to see is precious, I would say you should probably just go home, because they just made it.  It’s straight out of the still.  It hasn’t aged in an oak cask.  Okay?  And if you’re here because you think what you’re about to see is important, I gotta ask you, how would you know that?  They just made it.  In fact … no one will know if what you see tonight is important for so long that by the time they know, it won’t  be important anymore.  So it’s a lot like life like that.  Was today important to you?  How do you know?  What you know is that you lived through it.  And it was important in that, right?  And you’re going to live through this… hopefully.

    And I hope you enjoy it.

    FourPlay Curtain Speech – June 11, 2010 by Paul Mullin

  • A Cooper, a Cobbler, a Candle-Dipper and Playwright

    A Cooper, a Cobbler, a Candle-Dipper and Playwright

    So ideally this would be a brief blurb whole-heartedly encouraging you to consider joining my beginning playwriting class at Freehold this summer; but I have never been able to bring much more than a half-heart to the effort of shilling for my classes.  And those of you who know me know that shilling is not ordinarily something I am uncomfortable with.

    Bitterness is an occupational hazard of being a playwright.  I manage my bouts as best as I can, and honestly, since my boys were born, I am a lot less plagued with it:  quite happy, in fact, with my individual fate as an artist, while still remaining deeply unsatisfied with the slow progress of the art form itself, especially in this city that I have chosen to live and practice it.  In my less cheerful moments, though, I have been known to half-joke that my chosen profession has a lot in common with the kind of occupations you might find at colonial Williamsburg.  The apparent misspelling of the second syllable serves as dead giveaway for its goofy old-timey contrivance.  Does anybody really “wright” anything anymore?  Wouldn’t I be better off moving to some 17th Century throwback village, hanging out a sign that says “ye Olde Playwrighte” and scribbling out sides for “players” on parchment with a quill?  Certainly one must question the ethics, let alone benevolence, of asking for money in exchange for teaching anyone such an anachronistic craft.   But I have also come to realize that there is a small but considerable subset of otherwise rational, intelligent adults that actually want to learn how to craft barrels, or shoes, or hand-dipped candles, or even– heaven help them—plays.  So long as everything is honest and above board I do not believe I need to feel guilty about taking their money for teaching them how to wright.  (A more unrelenting question might be: “Should I feel guilty about the fact that I am convinced I learn more from every class than my students do?”)

    So if you know anyone who might like to study wrighting words for people– or rather, their perilously attractive facsimiles, actors– to speak aloud and live on stage, or if you yourself always dreamed of the kind of arrogance only anachronistic obscurity can forge, then you should know that I will be teaching at Playwriting I: Exploring the Craft at Freehold this Summer.  Details below.

    Love,

    Paul Mullin, Ye Olde Playwrighte

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    Playwriting I: Exploring the Craft

    Theatre tells stories using actors, with powerful objectives, living at specific moments in time. Explore the many ways playwrights create interesting, truthful characters and dynamic stories using the language of the stage: words: movement, light, sound, and silence. This interactive class includes both sit-down writing exercises, and up-on-your-feet work, so please dress comfortably.

    Upcoming Classes
    July 14 – September 1
    Wednesdays 6:30pm – 9:30pm
    Freehold’s Bev Kelly Library
    Open for Registration: http://www.freeholdtheatre.org/studio/class/707

  • To Kill Yourself with a Cannonball

    To Kill Yourself with a Cannonball

    To kill yourself with a cannonball
    Requires a grim determination;
    A devotion quite beyond the norms
    Of self-extermination.

    Contrary to more mundane means,
    It’s important that you show
    A knack for holding on to things,
    As opposed to letting go.

    To drown oneself with a twelve-pound shot
    Takes physical precision.
    It’s not the sort of thing one tries
    If prone to indecision.

    To grasp the sphere with both hands firm
    Is an easy proposition,
    But to lift it clear and cross the deck
    With a hangman’s erudition,

    Then scale the rail’s see-sawing height
    With both hands occupied,
    And take your leap into the swell
    Before your mates have spied,

    Well, it’s really quite a trick to pull.
    I can’t blithely recommend it.
    Though truth be told, there’s poetry
    In such a strange, stark way to end it.

    So hold on tight for as long you’re able
    While you watch the heavens recoil.
    Only drop your weight when it’s too late
    To hope your plan might spoil.

  • He said He was Going to Do It, and Apparently He Did

    He said He was Going to Do It, and Apparently He Did


    CRAIG:  The human sequence is only the beginning.  Next we gotta do the chimp. it’ll be easy since it’s 90% the same as the human anyhow. 
          Then I want to shotgun everything in the human digestive tract; a cubic meter of Sargasso sea water, the Amazon rainforest, the entire globe.  I’ll take Sorcerer II and circumnavigate, shotgunning samples as I go.  There’s an infinity of questions to be asked, but we don’t even know the basics, like what friggin’ lives out there.
        I want to build an artificial genome from parts.  A whole new life form and see if we can make it work.  Doctor Frankenstein eat your heart out.

    KELLIE:  Sounds like you might get that invite to Stockholm after all.

    CRAIG:  Screw it.  They only give you a million dollars anyway.

    KELLIE:  What would make you happy then?

    CRAIG:  Happy?  If I could be the first to synthesize life, I’d be happy. . . for a while.

    When I wrote those words five years ago,  I never doubted even then that Venter would accomplish his seemingly impossible goals.

    J. Craig Venter is a playwright’s dream.  A real-life Faust, a gigantic brain attached to an even bigger mouth, a brilliant bio-tech Muhammad Ali.  It was a pleasure to build The Sequence around his race with Francis Collins to decode the human genome.  Now he’s apparently booted up a whole new life form from parts, just like he said he would, both in my play and in real life.

    New York Times: “Researchers Say They Created a ‘Synthetic Cell’

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  • Put Grudges on your Calendar

    Put Grudges on your Calendar

    Just wanted to give Seattleites advanced warning that there will be a reading of my very latest play, Gossamer Grudges at  the Seattle Repertory Theatre* on Tuesday, June 8 at 7 pm in the PONCHO Forum.

    For over a hundred years Gossamer Holdings has delivered faithfully on its simple pledge: “We hold grudges, so you don’t have to.”  Times, however, have changed, and Horatio Gossamer knows that in this “go big or go home” world, the family firm must grow or die.

    Gossamer Grudges is a fast, funny, furious six-actor comedy with its feet firmly planted in classic farce and its head swimming in the intoxicating clouds of instantaneous celebrity, money, and sex.

    We will have an amazing cast amazingly directed, and maybe, just maybe the play will be worth hearing.  I have been working on the idea for over three years.  Farce is easily the most difficult form I have ever attempted. So please come because I’m going to have lots of questions on how to make this bird sing.

    This reading series is co-sponsored by the Rep’s New Play Program and Northwest Playwrights Alliance.  Special thanks to Jerry Manning, Braden Abraham and Bryan Willis for making this program possible, and letting a pain-in-the-ass like me participate.

    *Yes, they’re letting me in the building.

  • Chicago Blog Examines 5th/Rep Payola Mess, Slaps Playwrights Pointlessly

    Chicago Blog Examines 5th/Rep Payola Mess, Slaps Playwrights Pointlessly

    http://www.adaptistration.com/2010/05/04/desperate-playwrights/

    Drew McManus, in his blog on orchestra administration, makes an excellent examination of the Fifth Avenue Theatre’s pay-to-play scandal, including pointing out that by “sub-leasing” the time it bought on KING 5’S New Day Northwest,  Seattle’s 500-pound gorilla of a Big House effectively gate-keeps what kinds of arts organizations will get this television coverage.  However, his title “Desperate Playwrights”, casts over an otherwise thoughtful essay a pall of outrageous ignorance about modern American theatre.  I guess he’s going for some sort of pun-ished quarter-rhyme with “Desperate Housewives”, but really, given how lamely that joke lands, I find myself wondering if Mr. McManus gave his internal editor the day off.  One hopes, in vain I suppose, that a self-described arts consultant would be a little less tone deaf to insult people who, among other things, write insults for people for a living.  (Well, okay, it ain’t much of a living.)  Talk about blaming the innocently by-standing victims.  Associating playwrights with the 5th Avenue Theatre’s silly slimy behavior, and those that joined them, is like blaming Bram Stoker for Count Chocula.