It's Not About My Mother
Produced by Yale Cabaret at the Yale School of Drama in November 2018, at Fresh Ink Theatre Company at the Boston Center for the Arts in December 2015, and as a reading at Dojo Theatre Company in New York City.
After their mother’s funeral, two half-sisters reunite in their family basement to begin clearing out the house. Unpacking pretty clothes and bitter memories, Midge and Nancy confront the aftershocks of a troubled childhood through the ghost of the Gold Dust Woman they called Mom. It's Not About My Mother is a bittersweet memory play about coming to terms with the death of a person you might not entirely miss.
Featuring: Funyuns, Dr. Pepper, and a whole lot of Fleetwood Mac. Written for: Two women of different race and a design team that likes a challenge.
"In the final scene, Rhiannon plays in full force, slowly escalating in volume as the two sisters twirl and dance around in what I would define as the most liberating experience I have ever witnessed in theatre. It achieves a climax so freeing that I wanted to jump up and dance around with the actors. This scene alone is the strongest selling point to see the show and provided a thrilling conclusion that proves it really isn’t about their mother." - The New England Theater Geek
1984 (Or: Velma's Last Dance) (Or or: Give Me Cheez Doodles and THEN Give Me Death)
Written as a part of Shotz Boston's night of short plays, The SHOTZ Anthology of Literature.
It is the year 1984. John and Rowland are dead. They didn't know each other when they were alive, but were murdered by the same woman-- Velma. At a movie theater in the afterlife, the two men finally get to see their murderer get what she deserves. Luckily, they get to eat popcorn while they do it.
Featuring: beer and caps lock. Written for: Two men.
Oh You Do You Do Do What
Written as part of Shotz Boston's night of short plays, SHOTZ Through the Heart.
Gracie and Lou each want to tell you about their very favorite thing in the world. Gracie's is soccer. Lou's is vodoo. Someone ends up very unhappy.
Featuring: two monologues, absent parents, and missed opportunities. Written for: Two women and a director who prefers vague stage directions.