Young Playwrights Festival: The Road to Eisegesis
I knew the title before I even wrote the script. Eisegesis. I toyed with it in my mouth, giving it different inflections, refracting the syllables into different wavelengths, getting comfortable with its sound. It had motivation. It had direction. It rolled off my tongue like it had somewhere to be, somewhere more important and sophisticated and mysterious than my bedroom. Â READ MORE