Daily Archives: April 1, 2009

Playwrights Foundation-Readings of new plays, playwriting classes, and a benefit lunch

March 31, 2009

ROUGH Continues with Yussef El Guindi’s Language Rooms
RSVP: rsvp@playwrightsfoundation.org

Language Rooms by Yussef El Guindi
Directed by Mark Routhier
Monday, Apr. 6, 7:30 p.m.: Stanford
Tuesday, Apr. 7, 7 p.m.: SF Playhouse
In this dark comedy, two Arab-American investigators find their loyalty called into question at a CIA “black site.”

Yussef El Guindi‘s most recent productions include Jihad Jones and The Kalashnikov Babes (Golden Thread Productions) and Our Enemies: Lively Scenes of Love and Combat (Silk Road Theatre Project). His plays Back of the Throat, Such a Beautiful Voice is Sayeda’s and Karima’s City have been published by Dramatists Play Service.

RSVP now! Email rsvp@playwrightsfoundation.org
Click here for more information and directions.

Tonight: Samuel D. Hunter’s God of Meat at Stanford.
Up Next: Thomas Bradshaw’s Job, Apr. 13 & 14.

See the full ROUGH schedule here.

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Last Chance to Save 30%!
March Madness Ends TODAY!
Classes are filling: Enroll now

Michael Gene Sullivan
The Playwright as Juggler
Create side-splitting plays that don’t drop the ball with the head writer of the SF Mime Troupe and author of the international hit 84.
Apr. 13 – May 18
$295 $205 (Use code WRITEPLAYS)

Thomas Bradshaw
Provocative Playwriting
Write electrifying plays with the playwright who has “has sliced open the pretensions of the white avant-garde with a wittily glistening axe,” (the New Yorker).
Apr. 11 – 21
$195 $135 (Use code WRITEPLAYS)

Lee Blessing
Afraid to Write That Play? Good.
Save $160 on Pulitzer Prize nominee Lee Blessing’s workshop on facing your fears and writing visceral plays.
May 21 – 24
$525 $365 (Use code WRITEPLAYS)

Adam Bock
Language As Action
Obie Award-winning Adam Bock’s workshop will look at the many languages of the stage, from awkward silence to song.
Read the New York Times review of Adam’s The Thugs here.
May 2 – 4

Lisa Kron
It’s Funny ‘Cause It’s True: Your Life Onstage
Renowned playwright, monologist and comedian Lisa Kron offers a potent two-day intensive on transforming personal stories into evocative, hilarious drama. Read a New York Times feature on Lisa’s Well here.
May 20 – 21

Steve Cosson
Creating Theater From True Events
Discover how to make theater from the intersection of documentary and creativity with Steve Cosson, artistic director of NYC’s award-winning The Civilians.
Read the New York Times feature on The Civilians’ This Beautiful City here.
Jun. 20 – 28

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Brunch with a Playwright:
Thank You!

We are pleased to announce that our annual benefit, Brunch with a Playwright, was a smashing success! It is with utmost gratitude and appreciation that we can say that we doubled last year’s total. We welcomed a beautiful and passionate crowd of over 200 to the chic Dogpatch Studios, all of whom enjoyed a delicious home-grown meal created by Martin Bournhonesque, listened to an impassioned personal testimonial by Octavio Solis, witnessed excerpts from recent plays in progress and exchanged ideas with the twenty-one illustrious West Coast-based playwrights seated at their tables. Together, they raised more than $32,000 for the Playwrights Foundation – and we are so very grateful.
We’d like to extend our deepest thanks to the Board of Trustees, the staff, table hosts and all the ardent and incredibly helpful volunteers that made this event possible!

If you missed it, it’s not too late to contribute to our work! And it’s critically important: we must raise another $30,000 by July 30 to meet our bare-bones budget. We’ve trimmed our costs twenty times over–including our own salaries–to ensure that we can continue to support the astounding creativity of up-and-coming American playwrights. We count on your support. We are deeply grateful to our community: thank you!



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Randy Ford Author-the French-Canadian Oblate of the Note Dame of Bongao

      He talked easily to the friar.   He knew that he freely could talk to him without being judged.   He got invited to lunch soon after the ship docked at Bongao…three or four hours was all the time he had while the crew unloaded and took on cargo…and he didn’t waste time by looking around.   He needed to get a few things from the market.   There he met the French-Canadian Oblate, though at the time he didn’t know an Oblate from a Jesuit.   The friar lived next to the Notre Dame of Bongao and zealously taught Muslim students and in so doing facilitated the growth of Islam.   He was a very busy friar, teaching and planning his lessons, and furthering his mission of promoting literacy throughout the archipelago.   He would be a good source for Don and would certainly know how safe the islands were.

       You couldn’t help but be impressed by the friar.   He was rotund and obviously enjoyed life.   Don sat through a funny lunch filled with quips about people from Canada who “thought a warmer climate would lead to laziness.”   The poor people the friar served were far from lazy and were great lovers of the sea.   That was where most of them lived and died.   And they talked about how the sea could be very rough at times.   But the conversation began and ended warmly, and the friar began with, “You have to forgive them, for they know not what they do.”   The first time he said it Don didn’t understand what he meant.   The second time, he said, “You mean the Moros.”   Don had planned to bring the subject up but hadn’t expected an opening so soon.   When the food arrived the friar said, “There’s no need to be afraid.   But fear is sometimes useful.”

      The friar asked Don about himself and Don told him about the Peace Corps.

      The friar said, “Ah, the Peace Corps.”

      Don asked, “Is there something wrong with the Peace Corps?”

      The friar said, “No, no, no.   There used to be one here.   A beautiful woman.   And if you ask me, a little too beautiful for here, and that’s with the acknowledgement that women here are the most beautiful in world.   Do I surprise you?”

      “No, no, no.”

     They became instant friends.   The house was large and built to Western specs.   The friar’s manners and manner were also Western, and he also spoke perfect English.   Perfect English now seemed foreign to Don, though he appreciated hearing English without the formality that he had grown used to and English mixed with the vernacular, whatever that might be.   There were over eighty-seven different dialects.   So Don felt very much at ease.

      He saw a very human friar.   This surprised him.   The friar said, when Don asked, “I love food.   I eat too much.   Food and tropical heat don’t mix.   I should’ve learned that a long time ago.”

      They talked about many things.   The lunch took up all the time Don had: he particularly liked the things made from sweet and sticky rice.   Some of the time Don talked business and asked about the beautiful volunteer who the friar thought was too beautiful for her own good: Don got around to his objection to placing white women in Sitangkia.   Some of the time he spent talking about his life in Zamboanga and how he liked the Spanish atmosphere, the smell of the flowers in the plaza, and even the smell of copra as it aged in warehouses near the harbor.   Don, explaining his situation, said, “I have a little problem.   Something concerning a Filipina I like.   I think the best thing is to forget her.”   Don was trying to minimize his feelings, explaining as few of the details as possible, but the friar wasn’t buying it, but he didn’t push or pry.   And with the same intensity as when he ached for Lilly and wanted sex with her, there came the idea that he wouldn’t throw her aside, so, suddenly, from his conversation with the friar, Don knew what he had to do, and there came to him deep and true feelings for Lilly and the idea that he would marry her, though he knew she would have to be willing to give him a second chance.

      The friar’s answer was simply, “Well, I can see that was intense.   Like you’d been lost at sea and you found the North Star.”   Then in a normal voice, “Basug, ca ba?   Are you satisfied?”

      Don thought about his bedroom where he had taken Lilly.   She had seemed comfortable there.   He remembered her face, and the frightened look she had afterwards, right after the sex, the rape, still in quiet shock (with silent rage, perhaps) and his going out of his way to apologize.   She looked so beautiful.   He saw how he hurt her and how beautiful she was.   In the friar’s company he saw it as if it had just happened.

      The friar said, “I don’t need to know what this was all about.   It’s your business.   And I think it should remain that.   But I assume it’s up to her.”

      Don connected with the friar in a way that amazed him.   He had felt embarrassed and now the embarrassment was gone.   He said, “I hurt her.”   It wasn’t pretty.   The idea hurt him, and there wasn’t anything he could do about, and it had occurred to him before that he had to fix it, but now things had changed, changed so much, that he knew he had to do more than that.

      The friar nodded.

      Don asked, “Can I tell you something?

      “You don’t have to.”

      Randy Ford  

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Association of American University Presses-Book, Jacket, and Journal Show

      Since 1965, the Association of American University Presses Book, Jacket, and
Journal Show has fulfilled its mission to “honor and instruct”: honoring the
design and production teams whose work furthers a long tradition of
excellence in book design, and — through a traveling exhibit and acclaimed
annual catalog of selected entries — visually teaching the tenets of good

      Judging for the 2009 AAUP Book, Jacket, and Journal Show took place January
22-23 at the AAUP Central Office in New York City.   Approximately 289 books,
292 jacket and cover design entries, and 7 journals were entered.   From this
pool of excellent design, the jurors chose 53 books, 1 journal, and 36
jackets/covers as the very best examples.


      The 2009 Book, Jacket, & Journal Show traveling exhibit will be available
for open viewing at the University of Arizona Press offices April 16th-17th.

      If you would like to arrange a different viewing time between April 6 and 17
during normal business hours, contact Miriam Fisher:  (520) 621-7916,
mfisher@uapress.arizona.edu .

      UA Press Offices, 355 S. Euclid Ave., Suite 103, Tucson, AZ 85719, (520)

Robert Casler, So. AZ Chair
Arizona Book Publishing Association

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