I’ve been working on a script with a producer named Eli. I’m going to perform a show made from pieces of columns I’ve written over the years. I’ve been looking for themes and ideas and stringing them together, and I thought I’d done a pretty good job, so I sent off a draft to Eli. “This is not what we talked about!” Eli told me.
I was hurt. When we first spoke, I wasn’t sure what to write. I had a …
