The California I Knew, Old Rancho California,

When You're Looking For Someone, You're Looking For Some Aspect Of Yourself, Even If You Don't Know It ... What We're Searching For Is What We Lack.

She Refers To Her Past As The Time Before She Was "blown Away.

I Wanted To Write A Play About Double Nature ... One That Wouldn't Be Symbolic Or Metaphorical Or Any Of That Stuff. I Just Wanted To Give A Taste Of What It Feels Like To Be Two-sided. It's A Real Thing, Double Nature. I Think We're Split In A Much More Devastating Way Than Psychology Can Ever Reveal. It's Not So Cute. Not Some Little Thing We Can Get Over. It's Something We've Got To Live With

For Me, Playwriting Is And Has Always Been Like Making A Chair. Your Concerns Are Balance, Form, Timing, Lights, Space, Music. If You Don't Have These Essentials, You Might As Well Be Writing A Theoretical Essay, Not A Play.

The California I Knew, Old Rancho California, Is Gone. It Just Doesn't Exist, Except Maybe In Little Pockets. I Lived On The Edge Of The Mojave Desert, An Area That Used To Be Farm Country. There Were All These Fresh-produce Stands With Avocados And Date Palms. You Could Get A Dozen Artichokes For A Buck Or Something. Totally Wiped Out Now.