writing The Bull Crime

I'm in the midst of writing a new play called The Bull Crime. It's a fun piece of trickery, full of hogwash and weirdness and scenes about the removal of body hair. I hope to see it born shortly.

For all you structure-happy process fetishists, it's a two act play that's set almost entirely in a single conference room. I've been futzing with my plan of attack. When certain pieces of information appear, how to slowly ratchet up the dilemmas of the characters, who tells the truth, who lies. It's probably closest in spirit to The Most Wonderful Love or The Great Escape. Certainly more outlandish than Glee Club, but less moody or novelistic than When is a Clock.

I shared a bit of it on the blog not long ago here.

I find it sort of fun to share things in process with you guys. Hopefully, this stuff is fun for you to read as well.

Here's another little tidbit.

MAGNUS

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