I Don't Understand My Feelings. I Really

Everyone Wants A Piece Of Land. It's The Only Sure Investment. It Can Never Depreciate Like A Car Or A Washing Machine. Land Will Double Its Value In Ten Years. In Less Than That. Land Is Going Up Every Day.

I've Come To Feel That If I Can't Make Something Happen In Under An Hour And A Half, It's Not Going To Happen In A Compelling Way In A Three-hour Play.

Beginnings Are Definitely The Most Exciting, Middles Are Perplexing And Endings Are A Disaster.

I Was Shot In The Wrist When I Was A Kid. Deliberately.

I Wanted To Write A Play About Double Nature ... One That Wouldn't Be Symbolic Or Metaphorical Or Any Of That Stuff. I Just Wanted To Give A Taste Of What It Feels Like To Be Two-sided. It's A Real Thing, Double Nature. I Think We're Split In A Much More Devastating Way Than Psychology Can Ever Reveal. It's Not So Cute. Not Some Little Thing We Can Get Over. It's Something We've Got To Live With