It’s a two-letter day.

Two rejection letters, that is. One from the Larson Grant (for Blackout), our second rejection from that organization (the first being for Lift over two years ago). And another from the New Dramatists Fellowship. That one was a long-shot, since it’s a NYC residency. But I thought I made a good case.

Maybe a nut-case. A basket-case. A charity-case. A brief-case. Maybe just a handbag. An old bag. A grab bag.

Enough wallowing. Moving on.

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