bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

MY NIGHTMARE

August 12th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

The Ojai Playwrights Conference, or WINE for short, kicked off its week of readings with a cabaret called ACROSS THE DIVIDE, in which the writers performed excerpts from their work that specifically addressed, well, a divide being reached across. Let me just revisit part of that sentence, writers performed excerpts from their work, which is an ACTUAL RECURRING NIGHTMARE OF MINE: ┬áthat I get to the theater to watch a run of my play but then turns out, all of the actors in the world have disappeared, and so it’s ALL ON ME. They graciously let me go first, and while I was shaking internally and externally, and while my voice felt like a stepped on squeak toy, one that has been forgotten for years under the deck, I DID IT, with cool hand gestures and everything.

PERFORMANCE OF OWN WORK ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED /  Snaps snaps poetry snaps

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