FIRST THINGS FIRST: I will be performing a NEW excerpt of my solo show, “All the Great New Things to Come” on Monday, August 18th, at the Marsh Berkeley. There will be four storytellers total (20 minutes each) and I go on second. GET TICKETS HERE.
I emphasize NEW because sometimes people think they’ve already seen my show, but the truth is, it’s always changing, as I’m constantly tweaking it. However, this upcoming performance has 90% new material. And that’s a little daunting because I don’t have muscle memory with it yet. It’s also getting to be towards the end of the piece -so trying to catch the audience up briefly with transitional language is always a challenge.
Even though I have probably written about 90 minutes of material, I want to cut it down to about 55 minutes so it’s eligible for fringe festivals, and when I say fringe festivals, I just mean the San Franciso Fringe Festival because this is a Bay Area story and I don’t know if anyone outside our borders will get it.
The fantasy though, if I dream big enough, is for it to be a television series because 55 minutes is just not enough. There are chapters and chapters of Bay Area history brewing in my brain. But will anyone care? So many television shows take place in New York City. Mine would take place in San Francisco and the East Bay. A girl can dream, can’t she?
My second cousin asked me what the topic of my show was, and I recognize that saying “it’s about me rediscovering my SF Bay Area roots as a fourth-generation native“, isn’t enough. It’s not catchy, it’s not a pitch, and it’s certainly not an angle. I don’t know how to sell it or even describe it half the time. And I loathe self-promotion on social media. The cranky Gen-Xer in me rears her ugly head.
So why am I writing it? Because one day in 2020, during the shelter in place mandate, I found a photo album my father had given me years ago that included letters written from my Great Grandma Katie about growing up in the Bay Area during the turn of the century and she used words and phrases like “horse-driven-streetcar” and “1906 earthquake” and I was whisked away.
So come to my show on August 18th in Berkeley and travel back in time with me.
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