Taking the dog out into a damp fall morning, felt filled with blessings, a new play of some worth presented to me on my birthday by the theater gods, a guarded optimism it will find a home with its topical subject matter, its professional delivery, its engaging story, its rich characters, with perfect timing to realize local opportunity, serendipity, and many national opportunities, someone, somewhere, will embrace this play.
And the possibility my last act may take a turn I never expected.
And the possibility my last act may take a turn I never expected.
