Wednesday, March 05, 2008


To Be Deadly.

To Be Desperate.

To Be Disastrous.

To Be Determined...

(To Be... Asian? Please tell me it doesn't stand for that...)

I guess this is going to be one of those infamous entries where only 2 or 3 people know what the fuck I'm talking about. And I'll do little here to make this more accessible. But really, this is for my own sake...


It's futile. Looking over your shoulder, taking measurements on the pissing contest.

I cannot build a career based on revenge. Not a creative career, at least. It's a ruinous pursuit. It will never, ever end. Do you hear me?

There is a difference between completely shutting out the world and wearing blinders. I need to remain focused.

I made a conscious decision to separate myself from the Asian-American theater community a while ago. I've got some strong opinions about what they've been doing over at Ma-Yi for the past several years... but ultimately... it doesn't concern me.

It doesn't pertain to me.

That world. Those people. It's useless to get worked up over an Asian-American frat-club posturing—absurdly—as an up-and-comer playwright circle. Whose collective talent pool would be more aptly described as a talent cesspool. Must be hard to stay clean when you're always knee-deep in shit.

Vitriol aside... the truth is, they probably need each other. That insulated little back-patting community. There's comfort to be had in a ghetto. And if I were weaker, I guess I would take solace amidst the numbers.

But I know what I'm capable of.

You know what I'm capable of.

I am determined to reject the noise and keep focused on my own work.


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