Barbara Worton and I met in second grade when our classmate blew his nose into a piece of loose-leaf paper, and it made her cry. Then some other kid chopped off my pigtail. Carman Road School in Massapequa Park, NY was a jungle! We were Brownies and Girl Scouts and best buddies ever since, crying, laughing, talking, getting into trouble, writing and performing together.

 

Back in the 1990s, we were both working on separate writing projects. We met at my Chelsea, NYC, apartment to critique and talk and eat way too much. Those conversations sparked stories, lots of stories, and they grew into the choreopoem If I’m Talking, Why Aren’t You Listening?

 

The piece has been performed in theaters and venues, including Ramscale Gallery, Westbeth in New York City; the William Carlos Williams Center in Rutherford, New Jersey; and Centastage, Boston Center for the Arts, Boston, Massachusetts.

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