America, Beirut, Family, Florida, Life in General, London, Middle East, New York City, Politics, Race, Theatre, Writing
A few years ago, while I was living and working in London, I wrote a short play for the Old Red Lion Theatre called ‘A is for Ali’. It was…
New York City, Theatre, Writing
***I know this post could apply to any kind of artist, but for this post I am writing it from a writer’s perspective. Not all these things happened to me….
As I begin to find my writing legs again, and attempt to write more thoughtful and op-ed style pieces on this blog and beyond, I wanted to start with something…
Beirut, Middle East, Plays, Theatre, Writing, Zoukak Theatre
Three things in nature have a tendency to reset my brain: Walking along the coast of an ocean (preferably with my feet being kissed by the ebbing waves). A thunderstorm…
Beirut, Middle East, Theatre, Writing
I smell like basterma. More on that later. You will notice there was no update for Day 4. And there shan’t be. The city took it’s toll on me and…
Beirut, Middle East, Plays, Theatre, Writing
This post, and the accompanying video, are coming late because last night my wifi connection dropped completely. Seems my AirBnB host doesn’t have unlimited wifi (note: check on this for…
Beirut, Middle East, Plays, Theatre, Writing
I’m going to do my best to keep up with blogging daily as a partner piece to the videos I’ll be posting, but the wifi here is slow and I…
I am writing this much later than I intended, but I’ve spent most of the evening going back to my old Facebook page and re-connecting and merging and reinstating my…
I love directors. But I also hate them. I am not a playwright who is of the mind that he can direct his own work. I have no career designs on ever…
Nahda is an interesting beast in my zoo of plays because it is actually made up of four pre-existing short plays or ‘visions’ (three of which were performed elsewhere and…