YOU: “Don’t invite me just to slam the door in my face.” Fair point. Email events@dramabookshop.comand get on the waitlist.
Or… watch us broadcast it LIVEon our instagram account at 7:30pm EST Tuesday Oct. 22 if I can figure it out.
I mean I did buy a tripod and I am dragging it across the country.
(They don’t have tripods in Manhattan. Just books.)
Unrelated… Is it weird my dead mom still subscribes to these posts at her AOL account? Do you think she ever checks it? Will she judge me for posting a gif of my cat checking out Migdalia’s new collection?
The strike is over, HEEEYYY, it’s over and it was very hard and progress was made and I think it’s finally sinking in that it is really and truly over. But while it wasn’t, I made some fitness content to help people stay healthy on the picket line and to keep myself sane and occupied. The vids can be used in a non-picketing capacity too, if you want. And no, I’m not monetized. I like giving out free shit. Also I have a ton of niche knowledge from my side gig and nowhere to dump it.
In other news… I spent the afternoon updating the Tripwire website (different side gig). In the middle of trying to untangle some tricky code I got clobbered by a cannonball of gratitude. Like, how lucky I am to be in the same field as the people who made those books with me? Not to be a dork, but theater is fucking cool. It’s intense and nerdy and awkward and psychotic and a little evil and I love it.
And if you make theater, you’re evil too and I love you and thank you for not stopping, ever.
About 150 years ago back in May, I sent out a strange email blast with two theatre pals, Meg Miroshnik and Kelly Miller (who founded the feminist advocacy group the Kilroys with myself and ten other theater artists). The email was formatted weird because Meg’s keyboard was messed up, and there was a link to a strange internet page which lead to another strange internet page which lead to ANOTHER page with a request for artwork, promising that if we received more than 100 pieces we would make a book.
Well.
We got more than that.
So we made a book.
New book.
It’s brimming with beautiful pieces made by people you know or wish you knew. Or will get to know by seeing what they made. Go take a look: https://amzn.com//1734140224/
We’re dropping it the day before the election because we’ve been clenching our teeth for about five weeks straight, and this book has helped remind us we can still make & share art through our pain and discomfort.
Maybe you could use that kind of relief right now?
Or maybe you just want a distraction from the chaos.
Or, perhaps you’re in the mood to witness the bravery of folks finding expression for things that are inexpressible…
Unless you already have plenty of books with artwork by theater people. In that case, maybe you should buy one for your friend who doesn’t have any?
Or maybe you want a book but can’t fork over the dough. Well then, ask your extravagant chum to purchase one for you.
And if you happen to be an extravagant chum, buy ten books and give nine away.
And hey, if you know someone in the field who could use the cash, send them that link. And if you’re that someone, fill out the form. If not, see above re: extravagant chums.
The $$ will be available to folks for as long as we can keep this up.
