Showtime shoutout

Break a leg to the performers in The Teen Group’s production of my play, A Family Reunion to Die For, taking place this weekend at the Fort Mill Community Playhouse in Fort Mill, SC.

Take a look at this news broadcast about the production from CN2 News:

That time I got locked inside Broadway’s Majestic Theatre

Here’s a fun little story I never got around to posting about when it happened back at the end of January…

The Phantom of the Opera was set to celebrate its 27th anniversary on Broadway on January 26, with a big celebration after the show for the cast, crew, and staff, but with the impending Winter Storm Juno, all Broadway performances were canceled for the evening.  Well, the blizzard (which was supposed to be the worst NJ and NYC had ever seen in this lifetime) fooled everyone and dropped only a few inches of snow on the city.  Regardless, Phantom’s anniversary performance had been canceled.

A friend of mine runs the social networking accounts for Phantom, and he needed to photograph the (postponed) anniversary party after the show that Saturday evening.  Since he’d now have to work on a weekend, his company arranged for him to receive two comp tickets to the performance rather than just show up at curtain call.

And that’s how I ended up sitting right under the glorious chandelier that falls onto the stage.

I had seen the show twice before from the nosebleeds of the balcony on high school field trips, but the seats we had for this anniversary performance were center orchestra, and the show is a lot more fun when you can actually see the stage without binoculars.

After the performance, we were ushered backstage where my friend photographed Norm Lewis and the other performers in costume.  Then, everyone got out of costume and makeup, and dozens of pizzas were stacked onto tables stretching across the stage for a big party.  There were speeches and toasts, and I ate a few slices of pizza (or maybe more than a few).  At one point, I was chatting with a girl I thought must be someone’s daughter only to learn that she was the actress who plays Christine during the matinee performances…and then I cried in the corner because I realized I’m older than the star of the show.

Onstage at the Majestic Theatre

Onstage at the Majestic Theatre in front of the infamous chandelier. (No, I didn’t airbrush the photo; that’s how youthful I look under stage lights.)

When the party was over, my friend and I exited the theatre by walking off the stage and through the house while the rest of the partygoers (cast, crew, and staff) exited through the stage door.  We walked from the lobby into the foyer, and realized that the doors leading to the street were dead-bolted shut, as it was now several hours after the performance had  ended.  When we turned around to go back into the theatre, we found that the doors leading to the lobby had locked behind us.

We were trapped in the foyer of the Majestic Theatre.

We waited.  And waited.  And several minutes went by.

I thought surely we must be on camera and some security guard would come find us and set us free.  But we continued to wait.  And wait.  And wait.

Literally, moments before we were about to call the police, a security guard for the theatre came strolling down the sidewalk.  He looked just as surprised to see us trapped in the foyer as we felt to be trapped.

And with a turn of his key, we were set free.

I bought a soft pretzel (I guess the pizza didn’t fill me up) and headed home.

What a fun night.

Happy anniversary, Phantom!

Where have I been?

Except for a bunch of showtime shoutouts to schools and theatre troupes performing my plays, I haven’t posted any content on this blog in…  a long time…  too long.

So where have I been the past few months?


Late last year I began writing my first one-act play – a modern day fairy tale (which also happens to be my first play specifically for young audiences).  After a promising start one afternoon, I got sidetracked.  Why?  Well, I had to catch the train into NYC because I had tickets that evening to the Broadway revival of Pippin.  I saved my writing file, and got lost in the magic to do (bad joke, I know) of one of the best Broadway shows I’ve seen in years.  I had good intentions of working on the play some more when I got home that night, but I never got around to it.  In fact, I never got around to it for awhile.

I really did have good intentions of finishing the play before the new year, but the holidays came quickly, and I got busy shopping and eating.  Then my brother came home for Christmas, and late one night (we tend to do our best brainstorming in the middle of the night), we came up with an idea for a new play – a full-length and rather vulgar comedy.

Oh, no!  Two plays spinning in my head at once!

Well, my brother and I discussed submitting the full-length play to some Fringe festivals around the world, and with deadlines beginning in mid-February, we got to work on that play right after the new year.  He flew back to the West Coast, and we wrote the play over the course of a month and a half by sending drafts of the play back and forth to each other via email, and arguing a lot through text message, as we always do.  We finished just in time to start submitting to Fringe festivals.  Fingers crossed, we’ll have a production mounted soon.  Oh, and in case you were wondering, the play is about poop.  Yes, poop.

After finishing the full-length play, my writer-brain was on a roll, and I decided to plow through the one-act I had begun writing several months before.  And I did.  And it’s finished.  And now it’s time to figure out what to do with that script.

A little snippet of the one-act fairytale I recently finished.

A little snippet of the one-act fairytale I recently finished.

And it’s time to decide what my next project will be before I get lazy again.