"Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" in HotCity Theater's Greenhouse Festival in St. Louis!

HotCity Theater's 6th Annual Greenhouse New Play Festival.

The third stop in my Fall 2011 theater festival triple-header was the HotCity Theater Festival.  My play "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" was a finalist in their annual Greenhouse Festival, and they brought me out for a week of working on my play, culminating in a reading.

It was great to be back in St. Louis, and seeing all the nice folks at HotCity again.  My play "Song of Extinction" had been a finalist back in 2008, and I'd attended then and really liked the people and the plays they'd chosen.  When I saw their call for submissions, I scrambled to find something to send, because I knew they were good people -- and the kind of theater folks I want to work with.  Lo and behold, they picked my play to be a finalist again!

"Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" is my very first play.  Earlier than "Infinite Black Suitcase," even, which was my first produced play.  I wrote "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" in the playwriting class that changed my life.  I took it after I'd finished my graduate program at USC.  I'd worked out in the world for a year or two, then returned to work on staff at USC -- and one of the benefits of working at the university was the opportunity to take classes.  I chose to take a class back in my old writing program.  The playwriting class happened to have a seat open.  I took it!  And I've written almost nothing but plays since.  It was divided between a two-week intensive with the sweet and wonderful Paul Zindel ("The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-In-The-Moon Marigolds") and the rest of the semester with Lee Wochner, who became a real mentor to me as I struggled to become a playwright.  The assignment was to write a one-act play.  "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" was the play that poured out of me.

A poster for "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday."  Writing plays is hard.  Writing *about* your plays is even harder...

"Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" is a comedy about a woman who decides to leave her life behind to become a commercial fisherwoman in Alaska, and about her family, who has decided that they will do absolutely anything to keep her from going.

HotCity had created posters with playwright's notes on them for each of the three finalist plays -- "Release Point," "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday," and "Shake and Be Saved!" -- and displayed them in the lobby, so audience members could see what they were getting into.

Three plays were selected for the 2011 HotCity Greenhouse Festival.  My compatriots were Gino Dilorio, whose offering was an uncompromising two-hander called "Release Point," and Christopher Wall, who had written a fierce farce called "Shake and Be Saved."  I liked both of their plays very much.

Me and the guys.  Playwrights Christopher Wall, EM Lewis and Gino Dilorio.  They are fantastic writers, and I was lucky to be  at the HotCity Greenhouse Festival in such good company!

HotCity brought in a dramaturg to work with all three of us on our scripts -- the incomparable Liz Engelman.  We each had our own director and set of actors.  We had alternating rehearsal and writing days throughout the week, which gave us time to work on our scripts.

I was very pleased to have this chance to work on "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday."  Being such an early play, I didn't have a lot of craft when I wrote it.  I didn't like the ending.  And there were some clunky bits that I'd been itching to get my hands on.  This was the perfect opportunity to go back in and really make this play into what it wanted to be... what I thought it could be.  Because in spite of its faults, I've always had a soft spot for it.  It's a family play.  It's a comedy!  It's a brother/sister play.  And it's got a lot of my heart in it.

The view from my room at the Ignacio Hotel -- a very nice establishment, across from St. Louis University, and right down from the theater.

What is a visit to St. Louis without a stop for barbecue???  Christopher, Gino and I walked over to Pappy's for lunch one day, for what was both a great lunch and an amusing experience.

My lunch at Pappy's.  Pulled pork sandwich with Sweet Baby Jane BBQ sauce, sweet potato fries, and deep fried corn on the cob.  Yes, you heard me right!

Actors hole punch their new pages and insert them into their scripts.  Lots of rewrites!

My team was outstanding.  My director was Annamaria Pileggi, who teaches at Washington University. She had brought together the funniest, most wonderful actors to be my cast.  They even assigned me a "Playwright's Assistant" to print up my pages for me and help with logistical issues and read stage directions -- the sweet and very responsible young Sarah Wagener.  I wrote like a mad woman all week, and by the time Saturday night -- the night of our reading -- rolled around, we were ready!  I thought we were ready...

And we were!  Lots of fun, lots of laughs... just a beautiful night.  Standing room only.  Several friends in attendance, including Hannah Joyce-Hoven, who had been in my reading two weeks earlier at the Inge Center, and happened to be in town to see her sister.  I was walking on air.

The cast of our HotCity Greenhouse Festival reading of "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" included:

Julie Layton as Lynn Hallaby
Antonio Rodriguez as Kelly Hallaby
Lavonne Byers as Margie Hallaby
John Contini as Hudson Hallaby
Michael Kastelein as Gary White
Eric White as Ray Arendt

I'm pleased to report that HotCity has selected "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" to produce in 2012!  The play will have its world premiere in September.  I am absolutely delighted, and can't wait to return to St. Louis!

HotCity Theater in St. Louis, MO will be producing the world premiere of "Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday" by EM Lewis in September 2012.

A Residency at the Inge House with Magellanica

Fall 2011 Inge Residency!  Top: Program Director Peter Ellenstein.  Next row: Director Stephen Brackett and his playwright, Ken Urban, actors Chuma Gault and Ben Corbett, and playwright EM Lewis.  Bottom row: actors Heather Alicia Simms, Mark Pinter and Mina Kim, and my director, Laura Savia.

From October 27 through November 12, 2011, I was able to spend some wonderfully focused time working on my play "Magellanica: A New and Accurate Map of the World" in Independence, Kansas.  I was the lucky recipient of a residency in William Inge's childhood home, thanks to the William Inge Center of the Arts.

I met Inge Center director Peter Ellenstein several years ago, when we were both attending the Humana Festival in Louisville, Kentucky.  I was receiving the Steinberg Award for "Song of Extinction," and he requested a copy.  He liked it!  And ever since, we've been communicating back and forth, trying to find a good time for me to come out to Kansas and do a residency.

The timing we finally decided upon couldn't have been better.  I'd been having some trouble finding my way into part 2 of the epic play that "Magellanica" is proving itself to be.  The prospect of working in depth with a director and a bunch of actors on the play for a focused week sounded like just the thing.  And I'd never been to Kansas!  I love seeing new places and meeting new people.

I flew directly from Oregon, where I'd been the Host Playwright for the Ashland New Plays Festival, to Tulsa, Oklahoma -- the nearest airport to little Independence, Kansas.  Peter picked me up, and we drove the ninety minutes back to the small town where William Inge grew up.

I was the first to arrive; Peter allowed me to come early and stay on after our workshop week, in order to smooth my travel arrangements -- going from ANPF to Inge to HotCity in St. Louis, without having to schlep back to New Jersey between.  Being the first to arrive meant I got to pick my room.  I knew instantly which one I wanted: the first one I saw.  It was at "the dark at the top of the stairs" -- with windows on three sides, looking down on the back yard and neighboring houses.  I loved it!

The beautiful Inge House in Independence, Kansas.  What a place for a residency!

The sign by the front door.  Historic house.

Pulitzer Prize winning playwright William Inge.  He wrote Picnic, Come Back Little Sheba, Bus Stop, The Dark at the Top of the Stairs and Splendor in the Grass.  Many of his plays and films were set in small towns in the mid-west like the one he grew up in.

William Inge's childhood home is just beautiful -- graciously sized, with a big porch and a nice yard.  I stayed there with my director, Laura Savia, who flew in from New York, and the other resident playwright, Ken Urban, who flew in from Boston (where he teaches at Harvard).  The other director, Stephen Brackett, and the out-of-town actors -- Mina Kim, Chuma Gault and Mark Pinter, all stayed over at Peter's house, two blocks away.  The rest of our casts were made up of local actors -- and by local, I mean actors from Independence Community College, where the Inge Center is housed, actors from the community of Independence, and actors from as far away as Tulsa.

On the first day of our workshop week together, we had table readings of both plays with everyone in attendance.  The two casts would be working separately through the rest of the week, but it was nice to begin things as a single, cohesive group.  Ken's play "The Correspondent" is a tight, three-character play about a man who is haunted by his past.  My play, "Magellanica: A New and Accurate Map of the World" is a sprawling Antarctic adventure story, about a group of scientists wintering over at the South Pole station in 1985.

Ellen and Laura by the Verdigris River.  (Photo by Chuma Gault.)

The Verdigris River.

Fourth and Locust -- our street corner in Independence.  All the leaves were golden, and we had beautiful crisp fall days while we were there.

Through the week, we alternated rehearsal days and writing days.  Several of our trusty group liked to cook, and we ended up sharing meals more often than not.  Is there anything more bonding for a group than breaking bread together?  And washing dishes together afterwards?  We worked hard, but there was time between for walks to the reservoir with Laura and Chuma, drinks with some visiting theater artists from Canada, a visit to the local "Neewollah" festival (Halloween spelled backwards), and a stop at the local library to hear one of my actors, Gary, talk about his experiences as a Peace Corps worker in Fiji.

Laura and I took a day trip out to the Laura Ingalls Wilder historic site.  Such fun!  We both read and loved all the books when we were kids.  (Laura had to, since her name is Laura, after all...)

We gather around the table.  Stephen, David, Heather, Mina and Mark at one of our big family-style dinners.

The writing challenge I was facing with my play was how to begin part two of a play that I believe is going to have five parts in all, and cover eight and a half months in the lives of my eight characters.  It was a time-traveling problem, really.  I couldn't cover every moment of every day in those eight and a half months, while my characters were locked in at the South Pole during the winter season.  And I wanted to write the play in such a way that I could reach outside that time and place when I needed to -- back to the Antarctic explorers like Scott and Amundsen and Shackleton and Byrd, and forward to the questions of climate change that are a major focal point of polar science today.  I needed a pliable structure that would allow me to do everything I needed to do, and how I began part two was going to tell the audience -- and me -- how I was going to do that.

There is nothing like some good table work with a smart director and cast.  And it was fun to have my director, Laura, staying there in the house.  Several times, I printed out pages and took them into her room, sitting on the end of her bed while she read them.  Or she'd make tea for us, while I was working on rewrites.  Actors came in and out.  Sometimes they brought libations.  It was a friendly, fruitful week. By then end of it, I'd figured my way into part two, posited a new structure for part two, and answered my structural questions about the play as a whole.

My desk, in my room at the Inge House.  I loved my room so much!  It has windows on three sides, and was full of light and inspiration.

Script.

The reading went very well.  I was so proud of my cast!  The discussion after was lively.  We had a pair of little girls in the audience who asked wonderful questions... and one of them showed me the tooth she had lost during the reading when I talked with her afterwards!  Everyone wanted to know what happened next... which was great feedback to receive, and great encouragement for me to keep writing.

It was awfully quiet in Independence after everyone else left.  But I was happy to have some extra writing days before i left for my next gig in St. Louis.  And I was able to make myself useful, teaching playwriting workshops at Independence High School, Labette County High School and Independence Community College.  I also visited the William Inge collection at the college, where many of Inge's books, paper and memorabilia are housed.

Many thanks to the Inge Center's Peter Ellenstein, Hannah Joyce Hoven and Bruce Petersen for all their help during my residency, to my director, Laura Savia, for her excellent direction and dramaturgy, and to my splendid cast:

Chuma Gault as Captain Adam Burrell
David A. Lawrence as Freddie de la Rosa
Hannah Joyce Hoven as Dr. Morgan Halstead (USA)
Mark Pinter as Dr. Vadik Chapayev (USSR)
Mina Kim as Dr. May Zhou (USA)
Ben Corbett as Dr. William Huffington (Great Britain)
Peter Ellenstein as Dr. Lars Brotten (Norway)
Gary Mitchell as Dr. Todor Kozlek (Bulgaria)
Heather Alicia Simms - stage directions

Magellanica reading at the Inge Center.  From left to right:  Heather, Peter, Gary, Hannah, Chuma, David, Mina, Peter and Ben.  Directing: Laura Savia.

I hope I'm able to return to Independence some time, and share the rest of the story with them!

Last Night, and the Trip Home

Bout de Zan and Pepito help me pack.

The Mysterious Case of the Incident in the Alley.

*Packing.  Cleaning.  Screams in the alley -- which turned out to be someone filming a movie.

*Looking over the apartment with Madame.

Saying au revoir to Bout de Zan and Pepito.

*Catching the plane.




The Peruvian Village in my plane.

*There is a Peruvian Village in the back of the plane.  No, really.  An entire Peruvian Village!  And they're sitting in my seat.

I'm tired, from the staying up and cleaning, and the rape and pillage in the alley, and madame, and then getting to the airport on time.  Too tired to try to figure out what to do about the Peruvians in my seat.  But luckily, their spokesman comes over and calls up a flight attendant, which results in me getting my seat switched from a middle seat in the back to a window seat in the middle, with an empty seat between me and the other gal (who was also displaced by the Peruvians).  Lucky us, in an otherwise full plane!

I drift off, dreaming about why the Peruvian village is flying from Paris to New Jersey.



Home again, home again.

Home again, to my own sweet baby Joe.

Sacre Coeur -- My Last Day in Paris

Visiting Sacre Coeur.

Market Day with Eliza

Farmer's Market at the Bastille with Eliza and her friend.



The most magnificent desserts in the park.



Boats.

Visiting Monsieur Rodin

I visited Monsieur Rodin today.  His garden was full of roses.  I had a lovely time.

Rodin's sculptures -- his bronzes, specifically -- fascinate me.  White marble is lovely, but bronze is visceral.  I guess I like my sculpture the way I like my plays -- a little darker, and messier, and more muscular.

One Day in London!

I'm barreling along in a train, through the long, dark night of the Channel Tunnel between France and England, otherwise known as the "Chunnell."

I don't know what possessed me to get such an early ticket.  I'm fairly sure that my aunt and uncle's kind English friends, who are meeting me in the city to tour me about, are wondering the same thing.  Even the cats were confused.  This is the first time I've used the alarm since I've been in Paris.

Pepito is wondering what we're doing up so early.

The flat I'm staying in really does have a prime location.  It was a straight shot on the Metro 3 line yesterday, to Pere Lachaise, and a straight shot today on the 4 line to Gare du Nord, where I caught the Eurostar train.

I do like the Paris Metro system.  The stations are located throughout the city, their signage is clear and easy to understand, indicating every stop as you enter each platform, and a sign tells you when the next train is due.  On the train itself, a little sign blinks off the stops, so you can see exactly where you are and where you're going.  The doors are tricky, though.  You have to push a little lever to open them.  (They close again automatically.)  Also, you have to keep track of your ticket.  You always use it to enter the station platform, but you also, sometimes, need to use it again to escape on the other end, as I did at Gare du Nord.

I'm glad I left myself a good hour to navigate the train station.  The station had great signage, and a manned information booth when I needed it.  But unlike Amtrak, Eurostar does all their ticket checking before you board.  I guess they have to, as you're going through customs!  So there was a check-in line, then a customs line (where I got a second stamp in my little passport!), then a security line, like in the airport.  Before I knew it, though, I was boarding the train.

Taking pictures of the French and English countryside.

This is just a day trip to London.  I have to get back tonight to feed the cats.  But I was so very close... this seemed like a wonderful opportunity to visit the other city at the top of my must-see list!

On the train, heading out of Paris.

All I know about England is from history lessons and books and plays and movies and television.  Charles Dickens (reading "Great Expectations" my junior year of high school).  Agatha Christie.  Sherlock Holmes.  Dick Francis (whose mysteries, set in the English racing world, I'm very fond of).  "Torchwood."  "Sherlock."  "Are You Being Served?"  James Herriott!  "The Queen."  William Shakespeare, of course.  Oscar Wilde.  "The Lion in Winter."  "Harry Potter!"  CS Lewis.  JRR Tolkien, for heavens sake.  "Pride and Prejudice."  "The King's Speech."

This reminds me of a Van Gogh painting.

Power lines.

Blustery day.

Bridge.  Coming into London on the other side of the Chunnell.

I imagine that the real thing will have less murder and mayhem, but... you never know!  The train is pulling up to St. Pancras Station now.  So we soon shall see!

A guard outside Buckingham Palace, in his tall, bearskin hat. 

Buckingham Palace.  Is the queen home? 

Me and Brian, my wonderful guide through the streets of London! 

Detail on the fountain outside the Buckingham Palace gates. 

Liberty and the Lion.  London has the most wonderful lions!  Was this where CS Lewis got the idea for Aslan?

Fountain detail. 

The formal changing of the guard.

The Admiralty Arch, just off Trafalgar Square, facing Buckingham Palace.  Amazing!

Ellen and the London Lion!  This is outside the National Gallery. 

They had a parade just for us!  (Okay, maybe it wasn't *just* for us.)

A telephone box!

Westminster Station.

Big Ben. 

Westminster Abbey. 

The Millenium Wheel. 

Brian and Heather!  They were the best guides for their lovely city, and the most gracious hosts! 

Wonderfully modern pedestrian bridge over the Thames.  London is a fascinating mix of old and new.  As Brian explained, the bombings of World War II brought down many buildings throughout the city, and new ones, in more modern styles, went up in their places. 

Shakespeare's Globe Theater!  I couldn't be more excited! 

What a place for any theater person to go!  A pilgrimage! 

"All the world's a stage..."  Yes! 

A bust of the bard.

Our cute, quirky tour guide for the Globe Theater and the Rose Theater. 

There used to be real bears.  That was theater! 

Rose Alley. 

Here stood the Globe Playhouse of Shakespeare. 

The foundations for the Old Globe. 

The Rose Theater -- the first Elizabethan Theater of Bankside. 

A view of old London.  This side of the river was where all the exciting things went on... robbery and prostitution and theater! 

Winchester Palace.

The Golden Hinde. 

Old and new constructions. 

Me and the London Bridge.   

Castles!

Castle, but the moat is now a green park area. 

Dark sky over the castle. 

We had a glass of wine to fortify us for more looking about.  It was the coolest place!  A wine cellar and bar built into a cave.  We had to duck our heads to get to our seats. 

Dark in the cave!  More than a hundred years of happy drinking there. 

A street market, with all kinds of little booths, and entertainers.