When I started writing what I’m now affectionately referring to as “The Attic Play,” I was worried I was just reproducing Edward Albee’s bizarre, hilarious masterpiece “The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia?” The danger in this was that Idris is way more well-read than I am, so if I was thinking it, he definitely would catch on to it. My main objective this morning became to differentiate myself from Edward Albee.<\/p>\n
However, while The Attic Play may be bizarre, it is neither hilarious nor a masterpiece at the moment, so I’m not too concerned. The storyline is progressing semi-well, and it’s looking like a different one from The Goat. But still–I’ve got a long way to go.<\/p>\n
Love, Alec<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When I started writing what I’m now affectionately referring to as “The Attic Play,” I was worried I was just reproducing Edward Albee’s bizarre, hilarious masterpiece “The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia?” The danger in this was that Idris is way more well-read than I am, so if I was thinking it, he definitely would … <\/p>\n