Some thoughts on JOHN PROCTOR IS THE VILLAIN

Memories of judging the Alabama Youth Theatre Experience's Spring JAMboree!

A short essay on being talented.

Growing up as an actor, I always believed actors were born, not made. Certainly, one can learn techniques of speaking and movement,...

Birmingham, Alabama is like many cities across the United States. There is an abundance of theatrical talent (most of it untapped and...

In 1994, the family had rented a vacation home in Kissimmee St. Cloud, Florida so we could easily access Walt Disney World, Universal...

Yes, I am a poet (playwright), two hundred years too late… I was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around my neck, choking me. When I...

All photographs, save the last image, appear courtesy of Steven Ross. For more information about his work, visit his website. The odds...

As we have just passed the 22nd anniversary of the terrible loss on 9/11/01, I thought about old New York. I was scrolling through social...

Week 5 As mentioned last week, Virginia Samford Theatre, near Linn Park in Birmingham holds a lot of special memories for me. Between...

It has been an anxiety-riddled year trying to prepare for an anxiety-riddled play. In a little less than two months, I will be playing...

I was a prude. I really was. Well, perhaps prude is the wrong word. But I remember in sixth grade, one of our fellow classmates telling...

Everyone has apprentice plays. Most people don’t know Eugene O’Neill and Tennessee Williams wrote dozens of plays (rarely performed now)...

For the next few weeks, I'll be sharing my favorite works of art. These are not necessarily my answers to "What is the best movie/tv...

I don’t know whether I’ve always championed small town papers because I value their content or whether it was because I happened to be...

I either don’t remember or I don’t care. Not remembering can be forgiven, not being remembered cannot be. Not caring can be freeing, but...