One of the nice things about living in a city that's choked with talented writers (the bad side being the competition) is that there's a host of good writing in small magazines throughout the city. And James Braly pointed me to this article in something called Downtown or The Downtown Reporter, which is about the Downtown scene (which is why I'd never seen it until this weekend). The article is about the storytelling scene in New York, and it's a terrific article. I wish you all could see the actual tabloid, because James Braly is on the cover and my other local heroes, Andy I-Always-Forget-His-Name and Mike Daisey, are featured in photos on the inside. So you'd get a sense of my hoped-for peer group.
So check out this link---www.adowntownreporter.blogspot.com---and see if you can identify the performer in a cowboy hat the the writer has used in the very first paragraph to epitomize what's best about the scene. Woo-hoo!
I'd been having some bad, useless-feeling days lately (one of the signs of this is that I haven't been posting), but this article really cheered me up. And tonight I'm going to the Moth Slam and I hope to be able to tell my "Drive" story. Wish me luck!
P.S. By the way, my one slight quibble with the piece---and I understand why the writer did what he did, so I'm not actually complaining---is that, for artistic reasons, he ignored the fact that, during my peformance, everyone was laughing so much it threw off my timing. I was surprised at how funny everyone thought my deeply personal story of loss and growth turned out to be.
NOON UPDATE: The link changed. It's all better now.