A couple of times now, I’ve been a reader for a theater’s playwright applicants for writer’s group, for their theater, etc. It’s always a difficult thing, to read / ‘judge’ someone else’s play, especially when it is that of an emerging writer like yourself. Oftentimes if I don’t like the play, I realize it’s because it’s similiar to one of my own, and the very things I don’t like about are things I myself have done. This weird self-loathing. Or sometimes, a play is so amazing, any tinge of jealousy is banished and you just want to celebrate how amazing it is and tell everyone you know. And sometimes you feel ‘meh.’  Either way, I try to remind myself that the play I’m ready is another writer’s baby, and I should absolutely treat it so.