To say it was good is an understatement; it was funny, sad, dramatic, and it made me think. If my hands were taken away, if my livelihood, my writing, were gone forever, what would I do? In the play, a character takes his life. I wonder what I would do, if the creativity, the urge to write, no longer had an outlet. I could dictate, but there is something electric about the connection of pen and paper that I would miss terribly.
It was hysterical too. Great one liners, the awkward laughter resulting from situations we are all too familiar with. And the best line of the night: "You're a homo, Charlie Brown!"
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