The girl was in a tree. She looked out to the world. A small bird landed on a branch nearby and whistled brightly, singing a song. She watched the bird and they both held onto the branch as the wind moved the tree back and forth. The bird seemed to gaze back at her. For…
Category: Stories
the gift
Some people gave gifts that go beyond the standard level of understanding reality. The man was one of them. The man had the gift of knowledge. The girl had once asked him– “How do you know so much?” “I just know.” This was the answer the man always gave whenever he’d been asked this. Even…
Chasing sound
Whistling entered her mind and traveled with her in between the dream space and waking up. Like a far off call for attention. Warmth on the side of her face from the song. The melody this whistle sang drifted in and out. Her breathing grew heavier and she squinted her eyes. Dew from water pooled…
great bird flies
A great bird made swoops in the sky. It glided across the blue and those down below stopped to watch it. As it got closer to the town, it disappeared from view. The man from the forest emerged without a word. The people from the town hadn’t seen him in some time. And the were…
music preferences for those in the know
Quiet, warm music with a clear pulse. Music that had an element of slowness and subtle change in temperature. Music that was all-consuming and that could be felt deep within. This was the music that June liked best. And there were two spaces and times she knew where to find it: -before midday in the…
the guide
When she woke up a deer was staring at her unblinking. “Whoa…” It stared staight into her eyes as though communicating by sight alone. It finally blinked once and then turned and darted into the forest. The girl leapt up. “Wait!” The deer was fast. No mayter how hard she ran. Jumping over fallen logs….
the pool she didn’t remember
There is a little pool of light, clear cool water deep within the forest. After a good long while in the house in the woods waiting for the man to say something, anything — the man told the girl about it. He said she had been there before. She was confused by this. How could…
The Real World- Theater Edition: An Interview With Christopher Chen
Barbara Jwanouskos interviews one of San Francisco’s notable playwrights, Christopher Chen. I was lucky enough to see one of Christopher Chen’s staged readings a couple of years ago and remember thinking, “Whoa, I didn’t know you could do that in plays?!” Christopher has this great style, which he describes as having “a maximalist approach.” He’s…
we watched the sun over the water
I guess I’m on a kick where I’m writing stories that take place in previous stories I wrote… Or at least in the worlds they were from… How meta. 🙂 This is one from a tv pilot I’d started writing a while back that I haven’t gotten very far into, but who knows maybe this…
The Dynamics of Groove 