Category: writing

  • unrelenting relevance

    unrelenting relevance

    Here’s a play I wrote for the 2014 Dallas One-Minute Play Festival at Kitchen Dog Theater. BOULDER HOLDER by Crystal Jackson (GIRL is facing upstage with her shirt unbuttoned as MOM helps her fasten something underneath it.) GIRL: I don’t want to wear this. MOM: You’re starting middle school today. It’s time. GIRL: But it […]

  • the end of the no-pants era (or, how I stopped telecommuting and learned to love the office)

    the end of the no-pants era (or, how I stopped telecommuting and learned to love the office)

    I telecommuted 1,865 miles to work, full-time, for three years, three months and three weeks before starting a new (in-person) gig at a place that’s 2.5 miles from my house. My transition to telecommuting coincided with an even bigger experiment: moving from a big city in Texas to a small town in California. I was […]

  • turn, turn, turn

    turn, turn, turn

    A few months ago, I decided I couldn’t consider myself a playwright anymore. Though my desk houses a little orange plastic box full of index cards scribbled with story ideas, potential titles and bits of dialogue–a box I add to on a regular basis–I hadn’t done any real playwriting in a few years. I just wasn’t moved to open a […]

  • 10-year blog anniversary: potpourri

    We’re almost to the end of this journey back in time. One more post tomorrow, and then it’s back to the present. This post is about how pussified writers (and many artists, actually) have become. How they need constant reassurance and stroking to put pen to paper, when so many who came before wallowed in obscurity (and […]

  • this blog is 10 years old on Sunday

    That’s like 1,000 years in blog-time. This is my longest-lived writing project and most meaningful one, even though it’s mostly just poop jokes. To commemorate the occasion, for the next few days I’m going to share some favorite posts from the 965 I’ve written so far. Yes, I actually scanned back through a decade of this bullshit. Then I […]

  • when the sun goes down, I think of Charles Bukowski

    when the sun goes down, I think of Charles Bukowski

    I like to imagine what he might think about the world today. Not that I knew the guy, it’s just an interesting exercise.

  • the play

    (I would have written about this experience sooner, but I came home from Boston to a sick dog, Dali, who is hopefully on the mend now.) It’s hard to describe the emotions you feel when you see a production of your work, especially if you’ve never seen it staged before. It’s an ass-puckering combination of fear, […]

  • raising funds for The Singularity

    Rehearsals for my play The Singularity are in full swing in Boston. I sat in on a rehearsal via Skype, and I’m very excited about the talented artists who’ve come together to bring this story to life. Check ’em out. Science Fiction Theatre Company launched a Kickstarter campaign to fund the production. If you have a few […]

  • 1st Dallas One-Minute Play Festival

    A quick post to let you know about a cool play festival happening at my favorite theater in Dallas, Kitchen Dog Theater, tonight through Monday. It’s the 1st Dallas One-Minute Play Festival, presented by Kitchen Dog and the national One-Minute Play Festival. Almost 30 playwrights (including me) were commissioned to write two 1-minute plays. That was both easier […]