Friday, September 25, 2026

I Hate This (performance history)

Dobama Theatre, Cleveland Heights (2004)
This October, to commemorate Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, I am producing a series of intimate house performances of I Hate This (a play without the baby) for an audience of ten (10) each night. 

Five performances only. Since 2002, I have performed the piece forty-four times.

Reinberger Auditorium, Cleveland OH
May 7, 2016

Cleveland Public Theatre, Cleveland OH
Produced with “And Then You Die (How I Ran a Marathon in 26.2 Years)”
April 7 - 23, 2011

SANDS UK Tour
June 9 - 22, 2007
Plymouth Salvation Army Hall, Plymouth, England
Lurgan Town Hall, Lurgan, Northern Ireland
Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Birmingham, England
St. Cuthbert's Church, Carlisle (2007)
Terry O'Toole Theatre, Lincoln, England
Royal College of Physicians, London, England
St. Cuthbert's Church, Carlisle, England

Consoling Parents Support Group
In partnership with the Kentuckiana Postpartum Coalition
Beargrass Christian Church, Louisville, KY
May 11, 2007

Shaping the Future of Women & Children's Health 2007
Corporate College, University Hospitals presenting, Warrensville, Hts., OH
April 27, 2007

15th National Perinatal Bereavement Conference
Holiday Inn Chicago-Mart Plaza, Chicago, IL
October 13, 2006

Metro Health, Cleveland (2005)
Stillbirth and Neonatal Death Society UK
International Student Centre, London, England
October 7, 2006

Association of Women’s Health, Obstetric and Neonatal Nurses Ohio Section Conference
University Plaza Hotel and Conference Center, Columbus, OH
August 4, 2006

St. Vincent DePaul Church, London, UK
Wandsworth Bereavement Service presenting
March 24, 2006

Akron City Hospital, Akron, OH
Annual Women's Health Conference
October 6, 2005

MetroHealth Medical Center, Cleveland, OH
Continuing Medical Education Activity
October 5 & 7, 2005

Backstage, Reinberger Auditorium (2016)
MetroHealth Medical Center, Cleveland, OH
"Relationships: Concepts, Patterns, & Clinical Challenges" Conference
Sponsored by the MetroHealth System Pastoral Care Department
May 20, 2005

LaCentre Conference and Banquet Facility, Westlake, OH
"Current Challenges in Newborn & Women's Health Nursing" Conference
November 10, 2004

The Next Stage, NYC
New York International Fringe Festival
August 17 - 2004

Fringe Festival Preview at Dobama Theatre
August 12, 2004

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum, Cleveland, OH
31 Hours for Issue 31
Monday, March 1, 2004

New York City, 2004
Northeast Ohio Chapter of the American College of Nurse-Midwifery
W.O. Walker Center at the Cleveland Clinic
Friday, October 10, 2003

Red Eye Theatre, Minneapolis, MN
Minnesota Fringe Festival
August 1 - 10, 2003

Fringe Festival Preview at Dobama Theatre
July 25 & 26, 2003

Big Box performances at Cleveland Public Theatre - World Premiere
February 28 - March 2, 2003

Staged reading at Dobama Theatre, Cleveland Hts., OH
August 26, 2002

James Alexander Rankin
Playhouse Square (2021)
In 2005 we created a radio adaptation with a cast that included Dorothy and Reuben Silver, Brian Pedaci, Nick Koesters, Nina Domingue, Ali Garrigan, Thomas Weaver, Magdalyn Donnelly, Scott Plate, Betsy Hogg, Sadie Grossman, and a cameo by IdeaStream's Dee Perry.

Radio adaptation Broadcasts

RE:SOUND, WBEZ 91.5 FM Chicago, IL
January 27, 2007

WCPN 90.3 FM IdeaStream Cleveland, OH
November 25, 2005
January 2, 2006
March 20, 2006

Other actors have also performed this script in staged readings, selections chosen for high school monologue competitions, and complete productions on college campuses, in Great Britain and India, and on film.

Brian Chandler Cook
Hartwick College (2015)
Playhouse Square Film Production
Performer: James Alexander Rankin
Premiere: October 15, 2022

Independent Productions

Poochu's Productions
Retitled: “I Hate This (A True Story)”
Performers: Karthik TMK & Abinaya R
Chennai, India (2025)

Chennai Art Theatre
Retitled: “What Happened”
Performers: Karthik TMK & Mrittika Chatterjee
Chennai, India (2021)

Hartwick College Production
Performer: Brian Chandler Cook
Oneonta, NY (2015)

Freerange Theatre Production
Performer: John Datyon
The Lowry, Manchester, UK (2014)

I am looking forward to telling this story again when we present I Hate This (The Silver Collection) an event to benefit the Preeclampsia Foundation.  

The one hour text will feature updates, there will be refreshments, and 10% of the admission will go to the Preeclampsia Foundation. 

Seats are now on sale. DM me or drop a note in the comments for more info and to make your reservation. 

Sunday, September 20, 2026

Two Weekends in September

Good kitty.
Outdoor Theater of a Different Kind

The remnants of this late season has included bouts of strong summer storms, bringing down trees and flooding cities. So is the harbinger of catastrophic climate change. And yet, we get out. To enjoy what the urban outdoors has to offer, because we know the days are drawing far too short and sometimes it snows in September.

Last weekend, I took a three hour stroll through the streets of Cleveland with two hundred of my closest friends, attending Micro Theater CLE: Tremont Reloaded. And what I witnessed was a cavalcade of performances:

A short play about a fork in the road set in a dead end street, a multimedia performance about childhood trauma executed in an attic, a laconic chain-smoking improviser, lazing on a chaise lounge in someone’s driveway, and so much more!

And as usual, I provided the cat poop in the sandbox.

To be sure, I received so many positive marks about my brief solilokitty ("Stray") which was a surprise to those who were prepared to enjoy a series of silly stories told by dopey dogs. Then this feline arrived (performed with cat-like reflexes by the always adorable Katelyn Cornelius) to unwind an inscrutable saga about their transition from feral stray to pampered rescue cat.

Folks were moved, it stuck with them, which is only natural. Cats have depth. Dogs are dumb.

Molded From the Clay


For three seasons now, Cleveland playwright and impresario Stuart Hoffman has produced a series of creepy plays in September (Advent for spooky season) at Wizbang! in Cleveland Heights. If you have never been, Wizbang is homebase for circus performers Pinch & Squeal (Jason and Danielle Tilk) offering offbeat entertainments and clever concoctions in intimate digs festooned with fabulous frippery.

This year, Hoffman opened his roster of supernatural stories to include those by other playwrights with Out of the Kiln: When Your Past Haunts You, and so on Friday evening our senses were cooled by unnatural infestations, comic tales of torture, playful poltergeists, and a literal throwing of hands.

The night concluded with a rendition of “The Hearse Song” delightfully choreographed by Millie Sherin which was unsettlingly sexy.

Mike Frye, Mindy Herman, Keith Kornajcik 
Back to the Shop


If last week’s trek through Tremont was summer’s curtain call, participating in Pandemonium last night was opening night for fall.

Cleveland Public Theatre’s annual gala is an enormous party, this year celebrating the extensive renovation of the (former) Russian Orthodox Church space which is now fully accessible.

We were on the other side of the campus, the folks from Micro Theater CLE provided a stage to present a cycle of 10 minute plays. The stage was located outside the scene shop; at the first Pandemonium, over twenty years ago, I had produced a series of Neo-Futurist plays inside the scene shop for audiences seated inside the freight elevator, arriving every fifteen minutes.

I done lots of Pandemonium.

My offering this evening was Lombardo (also directed by Millie Sherin!) in which a character-free young man from LIFE interviews Guy Lombardo about his switch from radio to TV for his New Year’s Eve broadcast. A short play meant to take the piss out of bad biographic plays, I made a point not to include any data I couldn’t find on Wikipedia.

The scene was stolen by Mindy Herman as Lombardo’s wasted wife Lillibell. One of my colleagues observed, “I always love your woman characters,” which is funny because Lillibell is a parody of all those poorly drawn female characters.

Speeches were made, performances were witnessed, the massive, tented dance floor opened just as the clouds did, and I was in bed by eleven.

Welcome, autumn!

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Trudeau & Doonesbury: A Biography: The Cartoonist Who Turned the News Into Art (book)

Garretson “Garry” Beekman Trudeau (b. 1948) is the single greatest influence on my life as a writer. There have been others who have inspired me in my work, from William Shakespeare to George Bernard Shaw to Annie Baker, and also from Charles Schulz to Harvey Pekar to Alison Bechdel. Because comic strip artists have had as much of an impact on my life as any playwright.

For example, John “Derf” Backderf just released The Dissidents, his first graphic novel since the epic Kent State (2020) and this is a work no less expansive in scope, for which its creator has been doggedly journalistic in his pursuit of historic accuracy. In this case the events are so far in the past (a century!) he has had to rely entirely – I assume – upon the written record.

I’ve read it, and like Kent State or My Friend Dahmer, it should be added to the long list of recommended (and also then probably censored) reading for high school students across the nation. It’s brilliant, it’s timely, it’s important.

But what about this Trudeau guy? He was the creator of Doonesbury, and in the late 1970s, while my preadolescent friends were getting a fantastic, exaggerated and exploitative history of Vietnam watching films like Apocalypse Now and The Deer Hunter on cable teevee, I was desperately consuming the history of the war and the entire “Me” decade by scraping up every single trade Holt, Rinehart and Winston paperback I could get my hands on at Baluk’s bookstore in Westlake.

A prized possession.
His comic strips were remarkable at the time because of the so-called political content. Sure. At that time, the comic pages were reserved for silly jokes about beleaguered husbands and shrewish wives. The war and the Nixon administration had been reserved for the editorial page, but when Trudeau was recruited (due to his work producing the strip Bull Tales for a Yale publication) to create a comic for daily syndication, he became the first to address contemporary issues – sex, drugs and the war – in the daily comics.

I mean, he wasn’t. He was preceded by Walt Kelly (Pogo) and Al Capp (Lil’ Abner) and others, but he was the first BABY BOOMER to do so, and to be so literal about it. The timing was not remarkable, it was inevitable. It could have been someone else, fortunately it was Trudeau.

Because of his wit. His very dry wit. Decades later, I would be taken to task for my work in the Ohio University paper The Post because I just wasn’t funny. But like so many other would-be college paper cartoonists, I was simply emulating the style of Doonesbury, how the punchline was usually the second to last line, only to be undercut by the deadpan reaction.

Doonesbury, October 26, 1970

And it is this deadpan, dry reaction to humor that has led people to hate and fear me in everyday conversation. And it is the same kind of dialogue I have always incorporated into my plays. This summer I read Trudeau & Doonesbury: The Cartoonist Who Turned the News Into Art by Joshua Kendall, the first authorized biography of G.B. Trudeau, and one of the first delightful things I learned was that, as a child, the future Pulitzer Prize winning cartoonist was an aspiring impresario.
At the age of eight, he waxed entrepreneurial, establishing the Acting Corporation, which marketed and produced his own plays in the family’s home.

“We transformed the basement into a makeshift theater, with bunk beds as our balcony," [Trudeau] says. "My mother had red curtains installed as a Christmas present … I jerry-rigged the most dangerous lighting board imaginable, and I almost burned the house down. I also built sets from canvas flats. Our troupe comprised relatives and neighborhood kids.

“I was a little dictator who controlled all the elements. I wrote and directed the plays, composed the music, designed the sets and costumes, oversaw makeup, props, etc."
(pp. 15-16)
He was a theater producer who became a cartoonist, I was a cartoonist who became a theater producer. And this should not be a surprise. Because they have so much in common. While I had entertained notions of playwriting in high school, I had no idea how or where to begin. Creating the strip Breaking Point my sophomore year in college, I was constantly thinking about and writing dialogue and action (essentially, scripts) for a cast of fictional cartoon characters which I would then draft and have published for an audience.

Breaking Point, May 27, 1988

Trudeau did something surprising, but necessary, when he chose to take a sabbatical in 1983, stepping away from the drawing board to rethink the strip. It’s all cool that Hi and Lois, Blondie and Dagwood, and the Peanuts kids never age, but Michael, Boopsie, Mark, Zonker, B.D. and the rest were ostensibly Baby Boomers – all of whom were for some reason still undergrads in the early 1980s. That had to change if the strip was to remain relevant.

However, it was a working vacation, as Trudeau returned to his first love – the theater. He partnered with Elizabeth Swados (Runaways) to create Doonesbury: A Musical Comedy which opened at the Biltmore Theatre in late 1983. It wasn’t a sensation (Frank Rich called it “pleasant”) but even if it were, it’s intentionally dated, set squarely in that interregnum between the queasy late 1970s and the go-go 1980s. I’ve never heard of anyone else producing it. But do I have the original cast recording on vinyl? Yes, I do. Do I have it on CD? Yes, again. I am partial to the opening track (“Graduation”) and Michael’s gentle attempt to court his girlfriend J.J. (“Get Together”).

 
The most significant result of this endeavor was actually a downscale, downtown spin-off (a friendlier locale for such things) a cabaret in which to skewer Reagan era policies on a rotating basis. This was a format more in line with the daily criticism Trudeau was conducting, anyway.
Trudeau and Swados undertook a second theatrical collaboration … "Rap Master Ronnie," a one-hour "partisan revue"... which premiered at the Village Gate in the fall of 1984. Frank Rich was more kindly disposed to this venture, praising Trudeau's "ingenious lyrics, the bristling polemical wisecracks and a sparkling cast."

Trudeau (said), “With 'Doonesbury? Liz (Swados) played in my world— a mainstream Broadway musical with lovable characters. But with Rap Master Ronnie, a downtown political revue with complicated characters, I was in Lizworld. I came to prefer the latter, scrambling for money and audiences, huddling behind the bar at the Village Gate, reworking numbers on the spot, the kind of on-the-fly theater Liz was so brilliant at."
(p. 215)
I can dig it. I love those things, too.

The Dissidents: Autocrats! Vigilantes! Communists! And Cartoonists! By John Derf Backderf (Abrams Books) is now available in hardcover.

Monday, September 7, 2026

How I Am Spending This Fall (2026)


Last week there was another big storm that brought down trees on both Mayfield and Taylor roads, cutting power to my neighborhood. I had a brief Zoom rehearsal schedule and drove to a different part of town to find bars to participate.

Samantha Cocco is directing Katelyn Cornelius in my monologue Stray which will be presented as part of the Monodogologues for Micro Theater CLE’s Tremont Reloaded which will take place this Friday and Saturday nights.

The fall has become surprisingly full, and Micro Theater CLE has been a big part of that. They are not only producing the only cat piece in a selection of monologues about dogs (Sam calls Stray a “solilokitty” and I am down with that) but also a performance of Lombardo at Cleveland Public Theatre’s Pandemonium the week following.

The theme for Pandemonium this year is “Under Construction” which put me in mind of this taut and gritty look at a man at the crossroads, taking the risk of his life and succeeding against all odds. Just kidding, it’s an acidic satire of trite formulaic theatrical biographs. I’m going to stick my neck out here and share that Lombardo is one of my own scripts that I choose to read from time to time just to make myself laugh.

There are also two productions in October. Tickets are now on sale for I Hate This (a play without the baby): The Silver Collection a fund raiser for the Preeclampsia Foundation, an intimate house performance (see previous blog post for complete details) and my first opportunity to perform for a live audience in a couple of years. I know folks worry about the subject matter, but it’s a story I love telling. Contact me directly to make your reservation.

Cole Tarantowski, Rachel Gold
"The Right Room"
Photo by Daren Stahl
The month concludes with The Right Room, presented as part of the Verum Project series at Convergence-Continuum. When originally presented in an actual hotel room for the BorderLight Festival in 2025, it became the most talked about show that virtually no one saw. It’s funny to think that con-con, which features one of the smallest professional spaces in Cleveland, presents an opportunity for so many more people to see this show. Rehearsals begin soon, and I am so excited to share this, and all of these pieces, with audiences this season.