The reading will take place in the Chase Room
of the Madison Public Library
39 Keep Street
Madison, NJ 07940
Click here for directions
There is a suggested donation of $10. All tickets will be available at the door on the evening of the readings. No advanced ticket sales.
I was teaching a course called Introduction to Theatre and the students, who were in their first or second year of college were confused about the differing styles of comedy. The students had no common frame of reference. None. Not just from theatre world or movies but even television. I would mention Big Bang Theory, Chappell Show or Family Guy and maybe two students would recognize one show or three students would remember another, but there was not one thing that all could recognize. So, I started to improvise a scenario. ”Imagine that there’s a girl of about 19.” The students’ eyes widened with recognition. “And she kind of likes this boy who’s from the wrong side of the tracks. Maybe he’s been to Jamesburg.” They became more intrigued with the local reference. The students were aware of the correctional home in that town and become more intrigued. “So one day the girl knows her parents are out of the house, and she invites the boy over. Her parents come home unexpectedly and she quickly hides the boy in the closet. The parents need to go to the closet and she distracts them so that the boy hides under the bed.”
3. You have taught English in Arabic speaking counties. Has your experience inspired any of your plays? If not, what was the greatest lesson you learned by doing this?
4. You are an Associate Professor at Middlesex County College in Edison, NJ. What do you hope your students will take away from your class?
I love so many different kinds of music that choosing one style in order to answer the question, stymies me. But music is really quite important to me. Family members and old friends know me as a pianist. I’ve played since I was a child. Since I’m trafficking in meter, image and rhyme with writing BUENAS SMOOCHES . . ., I needed instrumental music to re - charge my batteries. When I was writing, I played Mendelssohn’s music for “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” repeatedly. I mean over and over again, as if the music propelled me into some trance. Sometimes, I’d let the CD advance to Mendelssohn’s Octet in E Flat. I would intersperse it with Ella Fitzgerald’s “How High the Moon” as a kind of chaser. Her scat singing would be that slap upside the head whenever I got too precious or pretentious. It was always a way of bringing me back to earth.