I Think A Playwright Must Be His

New Orleans Was A Thrilling Place Of All Kinds Of Races, It Was A Dangerous Place. It Was Really And Truly The Only International City On The Continent Of North America. There Were All Different Races And Everything Was Celebrated, And It Was A Place Of Difference, And Everybody Was Different And It Was So Odd, The Minute That America Took Over, The Minute That The Louisiana Territory Became Part Of The United States Of America, Instantly You Were Either Black Or White. There Was No Nuance. And So A Free Man Of Color Who Could Own Property Was Suddenly Not Allowed To.

It's Amazing How A Little Tomorrow Can Make Up For A Whole Lot Of Yesterday.

The Atlantic Ocean Was Something Then.

I Think That Some Of These Plays Are Lost In This New Horror Called Development, Which Is A Place For Dramaturgs To Say "let Me Tell You What Your Play Means," And The Life Gets Sucked Out Of A Play.

The Power Of The Past To Still Dominate Our Thinking Today.