Andrew Piechota

Andrew Piechota

Andrew Piechota is a writer, actor, and playwright who hails from Chicago. He is a graduate of the School of Theatre and Dance at Illinois State University. His first play, The Remains, was a finalist for the 45th Annual Samuel French OOB Festival. Recently, he was a member of the Jackalope Playwrights Lab; even more recently, his play HOMUNCULUS was a semifinalist for the 2023 Normal Ave. NAPSeries and is...
Andrew Piechota is a writer, actor, and playwright who hails from Chicago. He is a graduate of the School of Theatre and Dance at Illinois State University. His first play, The Remains, was a finalist for the 45th Annual Samuel French OOB Festival. Recently, he was a member of the Jackalope Playwrights Lab; even more recently, his play HOMUNCULUS was a semifinalist for the 2023 Normal Ave. NAPSeries and is currently being workshopped with Chicago’s Avalanche Theatre Company. He has also written and performed sketch comedy on stages across Chicago, and is a member of the performance group Part Dog. His writing on film has been published in Bright Wall/Dark Room and featured on Medium.
He also served as the foreperson on a federal grand jury for a year and a half during the height of the pandemic, but that is neither here nor there.

Plays

  • HOMUNCULUS
    Two debt-laden young workers, Ash and Sage, toil in the depths of a decrepit mansion-turned-crypto-mine deep in the woods near the Columbia River Basin, looking after a massive rig of computer servers. They receive food via airdrop, rest in sleeping bags, and are forbidden from contact with the outside world. As they struggle to adapt to the demands of a distant authority, they spiral, each in their own way,...
    Two debt-laden young workers, Ash and Sage, toil in the depths of a decrepit mansion-turned-crypto-mine deep in the woods near the Columbia River Basin, looking after a massive rig of computer servers. They receive food via airdrop, rest in sleeping bags, and are forbidden from contact with the outside world. As they struggle to adapt to the demands of a distant authority, they spiral, each in their own way, toward mysticism and obsession.

    There is someone watching them; there is something in the walls; there is something within themselves, aching to be free- here at the intersection of technology, nature, and the occult.
  • The Remains
    In a Massachusetts morgue, Marco Deforge lies dead, covered in jellyfish stings, presided over by a single Coroner. But he still has things to say. Together, Marco and his post-mortem examiner explore his life and death, the bizarre circumstances surrounding them, and the unearthly spectre lurking beneath.
  • The Dissertation
    Son of a witch, servant of a wizard, and one-time career cultist, Caliban attempts to shake off the ignominy of his past by embracing science, knowledge, and academic respectability in a presentation before an audience of spirits.
  • Progressive Anatomy of a Body That Was At One Time Yours
    An Anatomist tells us what we're all in for. It isn't pleasant.
  • Distant Stations
    On a desolate stretch of highway off the interstate sits County Rest Area 31. Presiding over the rest stop’s sparse lending library, its pair of ancient vending machines, its rack of tourist pamphlets is venerable full-time rest stop attendant Nancy Albridge, a permanent resident in a place others only ever pass through. The job has its perks: rent-free lodging for her and her brother, left with chronic,...
    On a desolate stretch of highway off the interstate sits County Rest Area 31. Presiding over the rest stop’s sparse lending library, its pair of ancient vending machines, its rack of tourist pamphlets is venerable full-time rest stop attendant Nancy Albridge, a permanent resident in a place others only ever pass through. The job has its perks: rent-free lodging for her and her brother, left with chronic, debilitating ailments after a lightning strike. There is also the isolation, the unceasing workload, and the stray needles she finds on the bathroom floors. Privatization threatens her job- or maybe secures it- and it’s hard to tell which would be worse. As she grows suspicious of her coworker Zeke’s dubious activities in the nearby woods, and faces the threat of a menacing highway patrolman, she must, along with the rest stop’s many itinerant guests, reckon with her own sense of responsibility, the shape of her gnarled past, and the road stretching away into a unknown future.