A Monstrous Story, Truly, at The Blank
by JEFF TABNICK I'm suspicious of stories. They serve a need. We need to escape. To have a protagonist to relate to. Someone who fights the assholes that we want to fight. And either he is triumphant and we feel good, or he loses in some beautiful way and we feel meaningful. I seek these stories out. But I don't trust them. Get too close to a story as an audience member or an actor and it can swallow you up.…