But of the non-corporate world variety! But definitely 100 percent, and some shadow figures. After weeks of wrestling with playwright-y self doubt – I think I have written a good play. Or at least: I stuck with my guns in terms of the way in which I wanted to tell the Maxwell’s story, this seemingly undramatic telling, this odd mix of humor and tragedy, a portrait of a town. AND BY GOSH, I THINK I’VE DONE IT. Celebrate good times, Come on! Hopefully the 4 performances go as well as the dress rehearsal did. If so, I will give myself a pat on the back, in the form of pink persecco, or perhaps a dress. Or a nap.