The accessibility boom keeps a-booming, which is wonderful for me, and, I think, for the community at large. I had my first gig of the year at the Chicago Women's March--a little bit colder than last year, but bright and full of a wonderful energy. And this year--the city was prepared. We bested our numbers from last year, and we got to march. Dig me in my neon yellow vest and stenomask! Over the next month, I have possibly the strangest combination of description gigs I have

Several years ago, at the Great Plains Theatre Conference, I summoned the guts to approach Romulus Linney (after a not-soft nudge from Wil Eno--magical night, that) and ask him about his approach to adapting novels for the stage. Linney had done this successfully several times over, and I had an inkling about a project I might like to undertake. He said, and I am paraphrasing, "When you adapt a novel for the stage, you're either in a marriage, or you're having an affair. You