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The song I listened to most/had in my head while writing my scene was, well, to use one that didn't make it into the piece, "I Can't Help Falling in Love With You," by UB40.
As Abraham Lincoln said, “The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget [ED NOTE: I refuse to look up the rest of this quote for you, unless you pay me my hourly Google rate.]
The superpower I would least want to have would probably be vagina dentata.
The first play I ever wrote was "Freedom Song," when I was about 11 or 12 years old, about a girl who is half-swan/half-girl and who sings a song of freedom. After that I probably had a grilled cheese sandwich and swam in my Nana's pool.
If I were to finish this sentence it would be the lyrics to the song "Just the Way You Are" by Bruno Mars.
Writing for the Dainty Cadaver in this manner worked against my usual process by having me hand in a writing assignment ahead of schedule.
Swans and grilled cheese and vaginas: that’s what girls are made of.
I think the Internet does affect the ways we make theater in that it allows me to listen to songs on YouTube whilst I write.
In the beginning God created the New York Yankees, and He gave them dominion over all the birds that fly, and the fish of the sea, and the creatures that crawl upon the earth, especially the Red Sox and Phillies.
Have you ever noticed that people in episodes of Seinfeld are always like “What's the deal with [variable X]?” while people who make fun of The Jersey Shore are always [secretly] like “I wish I too lived life to the fullest like these guidos with their joie de vivre... I am obviously just jealous.” What’s the deal?
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Ha!
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