stonefruit v7! šŸ’

What a privilege to be part of the 20th anniversary of the program that helped me hone my writing throughout college 🄺

šŸ’ stonefruit is about two friends, dreaming big, family legacies, farmworkers, hard choices, growing up, taking risks, and — most of all — cherries. šŸ’ Like all my plays, I set out to share my feelings and I hope it encourages others to do the same. It can be lonely in this world, but like TĆ­a Mattie says, ā€œlet [our feelings] connect us.ā€ 😌

I started writing stonefruit šŸ’ in Brian’s class, advanced playwriting winter quarter 2015, during the week 6 playwriting challenge. Then kept writing it for my final that quarter. Then kept writing it when I was 5 years post-grad at Bindlestiff during the full-length playwriting class in 2021. Then kept writing it for the staged reading at Bindlestiff in 2022. Then KEPT writing it when Brian invited me to the 20th Anniversary of the New Playwrights Festival this year, 2024. šŸ’ 7 drafts of the script later, and here we are. And there is more to come!! How much more? I don’t know but this is not the end.

I really unlocked something with this draft. And this draft unlocked something within me. šŸ’ It would take me too long to write out what I mean by this but the short story is: Writing is hard work but it’s worth it for everything you discover about the world and yourself.

Anyway, thank you to everyone involved in the reading (cast, director Dr. Karina Gutierrez, SM, ASM, the SCU theatre department, Brian), and to all my friends and family who watched on Sunday (or sent good vibes šŸ™šŸ½ ), and to everyone who has given me feedback on stonefruit over the years. šŸ’ I am at version 7 because of you! Let’s see how far we can take it huh??

šŸŒ„ šŸ’ No hay camino, se hace camino al andar

šŸŒ±šŸ’ Kapag may itinanim, may aanihin

Lastly, peep my heart shaped keffiyeh pin bc it’s free pal/es/ti/ne now, during staged readings, during lunch, during commutes, during afternoon walks, and always. Contact your reps, don’t stop talking about plstn, and eyes on Rafah.

On Fresh Starts

It’s the end of January and I’m realizing that fresh starts can happen whenever you goddamn please. Back in December, I spent a lot of time just waiting for January 1st to roll around so I could get started on my resolutions. Once it did… I felt like January 1st showed up on my doorstep and I started a pleasant conversation with it, but then soon, January 1st just shoved itself into my life and into my home without letting me know what it was doing. January 1st—and the rest of the month—had a mind of its own.

No matter how much time and energy I put into the last weeks of 2016 to make sure my 2017 would go ā€œaccording to plan,ā€ 2017 decided it was gonna throw all that to the wind. I guess I should have known, predicted the unpredictability of life. It’s kinda funny—I feel like we all kinda know that life is unexpected and you can’t plan everything to the minute. And yet, we still try anyways.

We want to control the things we can’t control. We plan out our resolutions in hopes that in 365 days, we’ll be a better person. A more put-together person.

In the first weeks of 2017, I realized that that is one source of stress and insecurity for me. I’m just trying to keep it together but the more I try to do that, the more I realize that I’m just pretending. Sometimes, you just need to face the fact that you can’t control everything and you are not the most put-together person on the planet. And maybe, you’ll realize you’re a better person just for just facing that fact. I know I am. I feel relieved.

I also think we all know that resolutions are only as meaningful as you make them. They’ll only make you a better person if you actually stick to them. We all know this. But we rarely ever change, thinking the resolution will just happen—or be forgotten.

I wanted to write more this year (among other things). I found that I couldn’t bring myself to write even briefly… It was a little heartbreaking to even think that I couldn’t do this thing that I love, and the only thing holding me back was myself. It wasn’t a big deal at first, but I soon found myself really unhappy and I think it was because I wasn’t pushing myself to write.

Like the saying goes, ā€œit has to get worse before it gets better.ā€ So, things have gotten worse in a lot of different ways: politically, nationally, personally, emotionally. But sometimes that’s just the wake-up call we need. Whatever ā€œfresh startā€ you want, go get it. Do what you have to do.

As for me, I’m writing and I’m reading. And I hope I continue to do so for the next 11 months.

#PlayIn19Days

I’m 8 days into my self-proclaimed #PlayIn19Days challenge and… I’m doing okay. In terms of my own guidelines, I’m actually a little behind. But I have a great idea/approach that I’ve never done before so I think that earns me a little leeway. Anyway, I wanted to blog a little bit about what I’m writing, to document my process and articulate the story. So here you go:

The play I’m writing is entitled Waiting for Villa. It’s about a Nicaraguan community that is uprooted by Hurricane Mitch in 1998. Specifically (as I have written so far), it follows a man and a woman facing employment and relationship issues all while the storm rages Central America.

My idea is to tell the story through several short scenes (1-3 pages long) and this is how I’m approaching the 19 days part. Each day, my goal is to write at least 1 scene that moves the story forward. I think it’s neat and somewhat easy. This approach also lends to the fact that I did not live this experience, living in Nicaragua, escaping a hurricane. The short scenes allow me to write very little, while also opening a window to the truth.

This story is inspired by the small village of Villa Catalina, in Chinandega, Nicaragua. I was privileged to have visited the village through Teatro Catalina and Amigos for Christ last March. I got to see this poor community and meet some of the families and play with a lot of the children. We got to learn about the history of Villa, from before Hurricane Mitch all the way to the present. Many people don’t realize that the effects of a hurricane can be detrimental and life-changing. What’s worse is that some governments ignore the state of living of their people, making it difficult for families to prosper and children to get an education. Teatro Catalina is a company that advocates for theatre education for kids in Villa Catalina. A lot of people in the states (and everywhere) underestimate the power of theatre, but for a kid in Nicaragua, it can mean confidence and leadership and hope for the future. So I’m using my theatre education and my privilege to write a play, to enlighten the world on the horrific hurricane and the hope that followed.

I hope to finish in 19 days mostly to just finish it but also to give me time to edit it. I will reach out and do some more research to make sure that the story is realistic and factual. And I may want to submit it to some contests because why not? I really want this story to be shared, one way or another. If you have any insights, please share. šŸ™‚Ā 

On another note, writing every day is helping me, emotionally. I knew that itĀ would help me feel more whole, more purposeful.Ā Creating is good for my soul!

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