MAKE WAY is disturbingly sad as we watch such literary classics being burnt before our eyes and removed from history and existence. The writer paints this scene in a strangely relaxed way, which makes the whole idea even more sad. I couldn't help but imagine young Liesel, The Book Thief lurking in the shadows waiting for them to finish their shift. Can this horrible piece of history be allowed to repeat itself? I hope not.

[I just read MAKE WAY in Canyon Voices Literary and Art magazine.]

A campfire has never been less cozy. Osmundsen creates a casual nightmare of a world: a combination of Cambodia’s Year Zero, Fahrenheit 451, and a night at the beach. An indictment of oppression wrought and perpetuated by ignorance, MAKE WAY celebrates creativity, literature, history, and imagination by placing them in mortal peril. The characters all have humanity despite the insidiousness of their task. The tension is as high as their price for noncompliance. Eternally timely, the play is a call for vigilance that must be maintained.

A well-framed tale examining the nature and value of knowledge, lessons learned as well as those we fail to absorb, and the conundrum of the various different sides of human nature.