Fame! I Wanna Live Forever (Or: Makes a Man Take Things Over)

Reporting From Glendale, California.

Sometimes I forget how much I've actually accomplished in the world of Asian-American theater. At the Next Big Bang, people are excited to meet me because they say they've been a longtime fan of my work or have heard about me for years. Some people even visibly stammer, stutter, and shake in my presence——I'm not kidding. At five feet/six inches, I feel taller than I actually am and empowered in such a way that I could probably kick a puppy and get away with it. (I in no way condone the kicking of puppies.... But eating them is fine.)

I also found out that my plays are studied at universities in the Midwest. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my plays are that deep. (See: The Fabulous Adventures of Captain Queer.)

Today, I met fellow playwrights Julia Cho and Jessica Hagedorn for the first time.

If someone dropped a nuclear bomb on the conference site, Asian-American theater would be dead. And the only thing left in the canon would be The King and I.