Monday, September 23, 2019


September 22, 2019

Fitful nap arriving home, the downtown to the reading of The Testament of Major Rathbone. The neighborhood was submerged in Goombay, so we didn’t have the conducive ambiance we had for the other plays, though it added a certain richness and cultural interplay. It went well. The triptych stands. There are points where it is so good I can’t credit having written it.

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