
Washington College is, in part, known for it's writing program. We have regular visits by well known writers -- everyone from Edward Albee and Israel Horovitz to Toni Morrison and John Barth in recent years. I can honestly say I have never seen students so enthusiastic about a guest. Another thing that is unusual and impressive is that she has kept in touch with several of our students since her visit.
One of the things I was most impressed with was the clarity of her aesthetics and politics. This is a person who does not apologize for her agenda or the militancy necessary to further that agenda. The amazing thing is she combines that unswerving commitment with compassion, understanding, warmth, and generosity.
She is totally committed to her art in a way that is truly inspiring. Don't let the lesbian/feminist moniker scare you, this is a formidable artist in every way."
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The following is an excerpt from the text:
"Do you mean I been treated good and can't sit down?"
This is one of my favorite quotations.
Nine Short Plays is a collection of the best of Gage's one-act plays from 1988 to 2007.
In these plays, Gage explores the impact of the dominant culture on intimate relationships, illustrating with dramatic intensity how interpersonal dynamics reflect political paradigms. For example, in Louisa May Incest, the author of Little Women is confronted by her alter ego Jo March for her decisions to force her spunky heroine to burn her writing, abandon her career, and marry an impoverished, unambitious older man.
One of Gage's strongest themes is internalized oppression. In Patricide, an incest survivor confronts her father in a telephone conversation. The real dialogue, however, is between her self-doubt and her need to assert her truth. Another theme of the plays is the impact of colonization on the human spirit. The Pele Chant, a play about the daughter of Hawaii's Queen Liliuokalani, explores how the often hidden mechanism of spiritual colonization can be the "Trojan horse" through which entire dominions are lost. And, as always, the conflict between Gage's love for theatre and her critique of its historical misogyny is represented in the collection. Bite My Thumb is a satirical look at cross-dressing and gender-bending as practiced -- or not -- by a mainstream rep company and a women's theatre. Battered on Broadway examines the masochism and martyrdom embedded in female roles in the traditional Broadway musical. In Entr'acte, the war comes home in a play about a rape that occurred backstage during a Broadway run of a play that romanticized domestic violence. The victim, lesbian actress Eva Le Gallienne, is in a sanatorium, facing the crisis of her career -- a crisis that will lead to her founding of one of the most famous theatres in the world.
Gage describes her process in the introduction:
My "modus operandi" is to tell a story wherein the character's irresistible impulsion, usually toward some form of freedom, is checked by a seemingly immoveable force of society. If the characters have enough integrity and the situation enough authenticity, I find myself, at least for a while, wrestling with angels or demons. And then there is a break-through, a shift into another paradigm, where radical possibility abounds. This is why I write.
The anthology includes The Obligatory Scene, Bite My Thumb, Entr'acte or The Night Eva Le Gallienne Was Raped, The Pele Chant, Louisa May Incest, The Rules of the Playground, Patricide, Jane Addams and the Devil Baby, and Battered on Broadway.
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This collection of seven of Gage's most popular one-acts was a national finalist for the Lambda Literary Award. The title work has been the subject of a National Public Radio feature, and afirst-class production of the play ran for two years in Brazil and was seen by 200,000 people.The other plays in the collection include:
Louisa MayIncest, Jane Addams and the DevilBaby, Mason-Dixon, Battered on Broadway, Calamity Jane Sends a Message to HerDaughter, and Cookin' with Typhoid Mary.To order The Second Coming of Joan of Arc and Other Plays, go to PriceList.
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Finally! A book for lesbians who are tired of "passing" at auditions and in acting classes andworkshops! Here at last, from one of the most talented and inventive contemporary playwrights,is a book of twenty-five monologues and forty-five scenes by, for, and about lesbians. Here are dramatic portrayals of our coming-out stories, our strategies of resistance, our rescue ofsurvivors of sexual abuse, our passions, our torture, our triumphs. The settings are historic and contemporary, ranging from the goddess temples of Lesbos to the locker rooms of a softball team.
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Excerpts from Scenes and Monologues for Lesbian Actors
From UGLY DUCKLINGS by Carolyn Gage
Renee: The arts-and-crafts counselor, 19, a working-class stone butch.
The Setting: The lakeside dock in front of the canoe shack at Camp Fernlake, a private girls' camp in Maine.
Renee is gathering her gear together for leaving the camp. Angie, another 19-year old counselor,has asked Renee about her meeting with the camp director, Charlotte. Angie is in love with Renee, but she has not been able to admit it to herself. Renee is aware of this and resents it.
Well, I went up to my cabin, and I met with Charlotte, and she asked me to step into her office, and I did. And she tells me to sit down, and she closes the door, and she comes around and sits behind her desk. Like it's a fucking movie or something. And she puts her hands together like this, and she leans forward, and she gives me that Christ-on-the-cross look of hers, and she says, "Renee, I have heard something about you that concerns me very much." And I smile back and say, "Oh?" And she gets a little nervous now, because I was supposed to flinch, and she pulls back and puts her hands in her lap. She's looking out the window now. And she says, "Renee, I have been told that you are a homosexual." And I sit there smiling at her, you know, still waiting to hear what it is that concerns her. And this really throws the old bitch. Her face kind of twitches and she says, "Do you have anything to say about that?" And I said, "Well, yes. I really resent anyone using that word to refer to me." She looks a little more relaxed, and she starts to say something, but I cut her off. I say, "I prefer to be called a lesbian." Well, old Charlotte just about dropped her teeth on that one. She gets all flustered, and she walks over to the window and her hands are just going a mile a minute. So I say, "Well, if that's all - I have to get back down to the waterfront. Angie and I are leaving for an overnight camping trip." And I'm at the door. Well, she really springs into action now. She says, "Renee!" and I say "Yes?" and she says, "Would you sit down please. I'm afraid we're going to need to discuss this." And then of course it's the song and dance about personal lives being kept personal, but once they become public then it becomes her business to guard the reputation of the camp. The usual hypocritical double-standard bullshit. And I just sit there. And she starts to get a little angry, like I should be agreeing with her that I'm a pervert. And she tells me I should know that it's not something people want to know about. And so I ask her why. And she says because they find it disgusting. So I say, "Why is it disgusting for one woman to love another, to want to hold her in her arms all night, to want to touch her the way only another woman can...?" And Charlotte interrupts me. She's got her checkbook out. She tells me she's going to give me the rest of my salary, and enough money to pay for the trip back to Boston. She tells me I will have to leave tonight. She holds out the check and says she doesn't have to do this, but she wants to, just as she knows I will not want to leave in a fashion that will upset the camp. So I ask her, "Is this hush money?" And she says, "This is money in recognition of your concern for the welfare of the girls at Fernlake. Many of them might never get to go to camp again over a thing like this. They may never see the friends they met at camp again." And we look at each other. And then I take the money. That's what happened.
Excerpt from BABE by Carolyn Gage
Mama: Babe's mother, a woman who emigrated from Norway to south Texas in order to bewith her husband.
Babe Didrikson: The world's greatest athlete, a 17-year old butch lesbian.
The Setting: Babe and her sister's bedroom, Beaumont, Texas, 1930.
Mama insists that Babe accompany her sister to the high school dance, wearing the dress shehas sewn for her.
MAMA:Now, what is this about you not being able to go? (BABE doesn't say anything.) I want to know. You can tell your mother. (She puts her arm around BABE, and rearranges a strayhair.)
BABEWell . . . I got on the football team today. (She pauses for the effect. MAMA doesn't flinch.) Coach said I could try out, so I did. That Raymond Alford's the place kicker, and I knew I could kick the pants off him . . .
MAMAMildred.
BABEAnyway . . . I tried out and I kicked five outta five field goals. You should have seen me . . . one right after the other! And right down the middle, too. Everybody was just starin' at me. Coach's eyes was fallin' right outta his head. He said he'd never seen nothin' like it in all his years at Beaumont. He said I could ---
MAMAI don't see what this has to do with your going to the dance tonight.
BABEWell, all the guys were starin' at me, and I guess it made 'em kinda sore, 'cause none of them could kick half that good if their life depended on it, and their girlfriends were watchin' the practice, and it made them kinda sore too, 'cause they donÕt ever get to do anything better than the guys ---
MAMAWhat does this have to do with the dance?
BABEThey're all gonna laugh at me if I go tonight.
MAMAWhy would they do that?
BABE(Angry) Because I'm different, Mama! I don't look good in sissy clothes, an' I don't know how to dance with some guy haulin' me around, and I don't wanna stand around in the bathroom and talk about my hair. I'm not like the other girls. I'm not like Lillie.
MAMA(Cold) Do you think there's something wrong with your sister?
BABEI didn't say that.
MAMAWell, it certainly sounded like it to me. (BABE looks away.) Mildred, you are not different. You are a lovely young woman, and you have a good sense of humor, and you're fun to be with. There is no reason for you not to be popular with the girls and the boys. The only thing wrong with you is that you think you're different, and so you go out of your way trying to prove it to everybody. I know. When your papa brought me over from Norway, I felt like it was the end of the world. I cried to myself all the time. I thought, "I will never learn to get used to it here." I couldn't talk right, and I didn't know anybody, and I didn't have my family here. I thought everybody was laughing at me all the time, because I was different. I know. But you learn. People are not so different. You start saying to yourself, "IÕm just like these girls," and soon everybody will like you.