My Solo Show Is Going to Broadway (Not in the Waiting for Guffman Sense)

Wow. Big news. Huge!

My solo show, Condemned To A Life, was accepted into United Solo in New York for both the Fall 2026 and Spring 2027 sessions, which means I’ll get to perform on 42nd Street in Times Square, which I dreaded walking down when I was a New Yorker, but hey, people change.

So yes. My solo show is going to Broadway. Actual Broadway. Not Waiting for Guffman Broadway. Holy Shit!

And because apparently the universe decided to really run with my ideas, I have even more festival news.

My improvised puppet show Conversations We Can’t Have was invited to Impronale, an annual improv festival in Halle, Germany, at the end of September.

So at the moment, one show is headed to New York, another is headed to Germany, and I am over here raising two girls, freelancing, making puppet theater, and trying to act like this is all very normal. Let’s call it my new normal.

I’m thrilled. Grateful. And also a little scared to say any of it too loudly.

I’m not great at just receiving good news like a serene, well-adjusted person. Some old part of me still thinks if I say the thing out loud, it can be taken away. That if I celebrate too soon, the rug gets pulled out from under me. Healthy? No. Real? Very. But I’ve worked hard for these opportunities, and I’m trying to let myself have the moment instead of bracing for disaster.

The two shows are very different, but are borne of the same desire to connect with others.

Condemned To A Life is darkly comedic, personal, and closer to the bone. Through solo performance and puppetry, it explores love, loss, grief, trauma, mental illness, substance abuse, and the question of how we learn to love ourselves, and when we have to let other people go.

If you want a glimpse of that show, here’s a clip from a recent table read.

Conversations We Can’t Have is a playful, improvised, weird, intimate, and often unexpectedly moving. It lets people talk to anyone, or anything, through a puppet, and it keeps amazing me how much honesty can come out of something so absurd. I’ve performed this show for kids and adults.

I’m also excited to share a sketch of the first puppet the amazing Noah Ginex is designing for Condemned To A Life. Seeing this show start to take physical shape has been thrilling and surreal.

I also want to shout out Vishaal Desai, the director I’m working with, whom I met on the set of his short film Clothes On Our Backs. One of the best parts of all of this has been finding collaborators who are talented, grounded, honest, and actually kind. This industry can be full of ego, nonsense, and assholes pretending to be good or genuine. My bullshit detector is only getting stronger though, and I’m glad I’m finding the real people.

My younger sister Allie gave me a stuffed animal of The Brain from Animaniacs when I first left home at 15. That little rat has been with me through more versions of my life than I can count: a near-fatal car accident, rehab, halfway houses, homelessness, apartments in Chicago, Paris, and New York. Now it’s somewhere in the middle of my daughters’ ridiculously large stuffed animal collection, which tracks with my life. It reminds me where I came from, and what I am capable of today: Taking Over The WORLD (while entertaining a 5 year old on spring break who desperately wants me to take her to the playground right now)!

So yes. Germany. Broadway. Puppets. Trauma. Art. Kids. Freelance life. Resilience. Determination. Faith. It’s all coming together.

If you’d like to support Condemned To A Life, you can donate through my Fractured Atlas page here.

Thanks for reading, and for cheering me on while I make strange things and drag them into the world. More anon.