I am so, so endeared by Sam, Teri, Orville, and Catherine - they're full, flawed characters searching for meaning, like real people I know. This is a story about grief and sexuality and the complications of mixing the two, which is at turns exciting and new, and haunting. One of the final scenes from "rachel, nevada" has lived in my mind rent-free since I read this script earlier this year. I would love/I need to see this produced someday.

I’m absolutely in love with this play. A beautifully written cast of characters. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time I was reading it. It’s a play about believing in things so hard. Please someone produce this play!!!

Surgically precise in its craft, decadent in its sensuality, and fascinating in how expansive alberdi can craft a world in just four characters, this is a powerhouse of a play that captures loneliness and connection and sky-watching with truly flooring attention. Oofta. So smart and hot and wounded all at once, I'm obsessed with how theatrically inventive this play is, blending form and poetry and novelty with an expert's eye. I couldn't stop reading from the first page to the last. A twisted, lonely joy of a read that I would kill to see onstage.