"He was looking for someone else, you say—someone who was not you?" "He was looking for little Miles." A portentous clearness now possessed me. "That’s whom he was looking for." "But how do you know?" "I know, I know, I know!" My exaltation grew. "And you know, my
Dry Land by Ruby Rae Spiegel drew its inspiration from a 2012 article in The New Republic concerning the assault on the reproductive rights of women in America and the lengths some found themselves forced to go through when faced with an unwanted pregnancy. In the
John Farmanesh-Bocca has in the past impressed me. Now he’s pissed me off. Though, I am still impressed. A number of years back Farmanesh-Bocca first entered my consciousness with his staging of Ellen McLaughlin’s Ajax in Iraq at the Miles Playhouse in Santa Monica by his Not Man
The year 2015 is slipping away into history, and more importantly into memory. We are oblivious to the value of memory in our youth. Is it because our experience with it is so shallow at that time in our lives? Or perhaps it’s that those aspects
“Hell is really cold, wet and smells like fish.” In the tale of his time as a greenhorn on a commercial fishing barge in the Bering Straits, John Cox definitely has an interesting story for his one man show, The Money Fi$h. However an interesting story
Recorded in Hollywood has been extended. What's this, you say
