THE ROOMS WHERE IT HAPPENS (FOR SOME)

As a rural southern playwright, I am often isolated from the most vibrant theatre artists in the country even though I previously lived in New York for over a decade and currently work remotely with a New York based collaborator. For the past few years, I have relocated to Chicago for a few weeks each summer so that I can participate in Chicago Dramatists programming, and that has been enriching, but I always return to my nest in the country

Read More

Beverly Hillbilly

The beauty of getting older is that you don’t have to deal with men hitting on you anymore. The sad thing about getting older is that you don’t have to deal with men hitting on you anymore. Don’t get me wrong. Although I had a few “life of the party” moments in my youth, I was never, ever the long legged filly that all the colts were eyeing for a date. Still, when and if a gent did ever throw

Read More

The Circle

San Angelo is little university town deep (very deep) in the heart of the heart of Texas. Until last week, I had never even heard of it, but since I was invited to go there, I went. Why? The Kennedy Center American College Theatre Festival held its regional gathering and I was invited to attend along with a group of Southeastern Louisiana University students who would be performing pieces from my first musical play, High and Mighty. How could I

Read More

Songbird

February 10, 2016 When I was a little girl, my mother taught me a song that went like this: “If you can’t say something nice, then, shhhhh! Say nothing. Think it over once or twice, then, shhhh! Say nothing. Think of happy things to say. That’s the rule to follow. If you can’t say something nice, close your lips and swallow.” Little did I know that this was a song I would grow to love more and more as I

Read More

Dirty Minds

So, this is the deal. None of us ever really knows what goes on in the hearts and minds of others. We can proclaim this or that, loudly or softly, but the world really never knows what we are thinking, believing, supporting or disparaging internally. What we do know for sure, is how those around us behave. Other people’s behavior affects the world around them but, thoughts alone? Not so much. That is why, for me, 2016 is going to

Read More

The Muses

  The week before Thanksgiving was one I will never forget. My first musical stage play, High and Mighty, was gloriously produced by Southeastern Louisiana University. The creative team and cast, led by Jim Winter, was the A Team by all standards. I had the opportunity to work with people whose professional accomplishments I had only admired from afar up until this point. The production far exceeded anything I had hoped for, but something else began to factor into the

Read More

99 Bottles of Champagne on the Wall

Have you heard the good news? Apparently, drinking champagne, daily, is the secret to keeping your brain cells happy, healthy and engaging as you grow older. Goody, goody gumdrop. Sounds crazy, huh? Well, generally, I don’t put much stock in these breaking news reports, for they are sure to be contradicted and/or changed in a matter of years. They always are. This one caught my eye, however. Not because I drink a lot of champagne, although I may start. It

Read More

The Zeringue Gang (yes, it does rhyme)

How many Zeringues does it take to compose music for a new musical play? Apparently three, but only two of them have to actually be related. When I started writing my play, High and Mighty, I never intended for it to be a musical. I never intend to write a play at all. The truth is that in my job as an arts presenter, I was suddenly in the position of covering duties of those employees who were casualties of

Read More

Doc

This year is a big one for me, for I will see my first full length musical produced on stage. Southeastern Louisiana University is producing High and Mighty November 17-21. Consequently, I feel like a woman waiting to give birth. It is the strangest/most exciting/scariest/most intimidating thing I have ever experienced. The good news is that the script is in the hands of a master. Jim Winter was kind enough to read my script, as a favor, about two years

Read More

Honey, I’m Home!

Honey, I’m Home! A man in my neighborhood is extremely enamored with Halloween. The obsession is growing each year, too. A few years ago, this person, who shall remain nameless, decided to dress up in a vampire costume to hand out candy to the little children who rang our..I mean HIS… bell on October 31. Cute, huh? He also hired a student to repeatedly drop a bloody, ghostly dummy out the window of the second floor of the house as

Read More