January 2021
New Play The Last Red Lobster of Maine in the Works
After, I don’t know, five years (?) I finally finished a first draft of the play I promised my playwright friend, Don Nguyen that I would write for him. It started off as a joke when we discovered, having a meal at the Red Lobster in Times Square, that there were no Lobster’s in their tank. Going deeper into our exploration of this particular food chain we learned that Maine, the land of Lobsters, actually had a franchise or two. Born out of this became a large play that touches on climate change, connection, loss and friendship.
THE LAST RED LOBSTER OF MAINE
What happens when the water is too warm for the lobsters and they all keep moving north until they have nowhere left to go? When a nor’easter threatens the last known franchise of the Redish Lobstah, patrons, owners, and employees are stuck facing their own mortality in the hands of a talking lobster.
I’m hoping to have a reading of this play in the upcoming year so I can begin to work on it. For some reason all the pieces I worked on during quarantine are large ensemble plays that have a lot of big things happening on stage. I think part of this year was about my imagination being opened to whatever I wanted to write.