Yesterday, we held an informal reading for my new play, After You Fall. The idea of the play was to be a funny (key word here) look at the dangers you face after you fall in love, after the romance, after the weddings. You know: the shit.
Well, I couldn’t anticipate what happened. Turned out, the folks who read and listened liked the play for reasons quite opposite than those intended. What I expected to be hilarious turned out to be heart-felt. People liked the relationships and the drama.
After Climbing Maya and now this, I don’t know what makes me think I’m a comedy writer.
But don't think I'm complaining. I'll be submitting this one right away and I'll let you know if/when something comes of it.