I'm cheating a bit, typing in my welcome message at 9:41 p.m. I'm envisioning this blog mostly as the rantings of a director during bouts of insomnia, associated with my latest project: directing Tennessee Williams's A Streetcar Named Desire. During my last show, Vinegar Tom by Caryl Churchil, I was up many nights at about 4:09 a.m. and would type an e-mail to my dramaturg Frank Episale. I haven't yet had too many sleepless nights associated with Streetcar (the play opens Nov. 10) but so far I've been waking earlier, about 2:30 a.m.
So check back over the next few months to see what's on my late night mind as I grapple with this haunting play . . .

Lurana