There's a scene in my new play where the main character Alyssa wanders onstage eating a giant baguette. She's at a breaking point in her life and her marriage, and after spending years not eating bread so she can still fit into her college pants…  | Bekahbrunstetter April 13 |  There's a scene in my new play where the main character Alyssa wanders onstage eating a giant baguette. She's at a breaking point in her life and her marriage, and after spending years not eating bread so she can still fit into her college pants, she decides that's not fair that she has to win the bread but she doesn't get to eat it. I care about words, subtext, I care about actors, I care about sound design and lights but mostly I CARE ABOUT BREAD. If I put bread in a play I need it to be the size and consistency of my dreams, if the bread onstage doesn't match the bread in my head (and there is always bread in my head) then all is lost. Zooming into the run the other night I clocked that the baguette was more of a breadstick, so yesterday, before the last preview, I went to the Food Lion to procure the right bread. A line reading, but bread. Please use this bread. Plays are collaborative, a conversation, a constant state of discovery, but the writer must bring and protect the truth, AND SOMETIMES ALSO THE BREAD. | | | |
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