The Riotous History of Playboy of the Western World This article from The Guardian gives a great account of the production history of Synge’s play.
An American girl in Belfast. She has no interest in the culture or really anything besides finding the best bars and pubs. She makes friends with a woman who lives in Belfast who also doesn’t seem to be interested in the history of Belfast. These girls are centered around a boy who seems bright and witty. […]
One of my characters in my play is an American girl named Victoria. She is self centered, conceited and ignorant. The story begins with her trying to find her clutch in an apartment she just woke up in after a night of drinking. In this clutch can be found Victoria’s closest possessions. Most importantly, her […]
You meet such interesting people in dark alleyways. Take, for instance, the man who was out drinking with his daughter last week. He was a large man, probably in his sixties, with short grey hair and stubble. He wore wire-rim glasses and a tan coat. And I can only guess at the amount of alcohol […]
First impressions go a long way, or so they say. (I don’t know who they are, for all that they tend to say a lot of things I use to introduce blog posts.) While I’d spent some time in the United Kingdom prior to beginning the Armagh Project, I knew immediately that I’d crossed more […]
Trying to compress the entire slavery/segregation struggle in the U.S. down to two pages is really hard. Like really hard. And tomorrow I have to work on the Irish history of the troubles/Protestant and Catholic segregation and narrow it down to two pages. Which I know even less about, so that will also be very […]
For those that aren’t familiar with the central conceit of my 10-minute play, there are two main characters, Dean McLaughlin and Rev. O’Neill, that argue about how to handle the failing infrastructure of the St. Patrick’s Anglican Cathedral steeple. I’d like to reveal some more scintillating information about these two individuals by answering an age-old […]
An observation has stumbled into my busy brain: the sign stick figures of Northern Ireland are always rushing along! This is an exit sign inside the hostel I have been calling home. This is not what we see in the States. This exit sign is so much more descriptive even without words! How do I […]
Much can be discerned about a person by the way they pack a suitcase. Lira Devlin, on the other hand, did not have a suitcase. She was not the traveling type; after leaving home for college, she found work in the neo-hipster college city she had lived in for the past four years, and moving […]
A year ago, Steve Donahue was walking through a potato field on his way home from the pub when an alien ship crashed not ten yards away from him. The pilot, Granth MkDoil, an alien like a giant praying mantis, welcomed him in and showed him around his ship. But the crash damaged the onboard […]
