I was a grown-up before I discovered that people, ordinary people, tell lies.
There is a liar, or at least a secret-keeper, in most of my plays. Sometimes, as is true of Joel in THE DOG in the DRESSING ROOM, for good reasons; sometimes, as in the title character of ADDIS TARKINGTON, for bad reasons. Sometimes, as in DARK at the CENTER and THE ALLOWANCE, there is ambiguity. Who is telling the truth and who is not? Sometimes, as in WHEN WE GET HER HOME, an elaborate lie is followed by a confession. Much of my work is about people who are not what they seem to be and about the slippery nature of truth.