As a recipient of the lab, I was assigned a producer (Amber Bradshaw), a dramaturg (Addae Moon), and director (Justin Anderson). Collectively, they provided notes to shape what I had on the page. In addition, they helped to keep my thoughts in line with what I was hoping to accomplish with the script. With guidance,Continue reading Ethel Woolson Lab – “The Work” →

On the evening of February 2nd, 2017, I received a call from Amber Bradshaw, Managing Director of Working Title Playwrights. It was here that I learned my play; The Club was selected for the Ethel Woolson Lab. I was elated to have been chosen for this competitive workshop. I also knew that I’d finally haveContinue reading Ethel Woolson Lab – “The Call” →

Earlier this week, I attended a First Light Reading for Amina McIntyre’s “That What Buried” at the Alliance. Amina is someone I met through the apprenticeship program at Horizon, as she is also an alumni and a fellow playwright. I’ve been excited for the opportunity to hear her work, and when I found out thatContinue reading August Compton Blog Entry #2 →

Whenever I write, I write from former experiences that have touched my soul. It results in the discovery of stories from the past in which my ancestors wondrously emerge as the focal point. It’s a journey that I’ve been on for some time now. I call it the art of breathing life into lifeless vesselsContinue reading Confirmation →

One of the most inspiring things about being an emerging playwright and a Rhame student is the sense of community found not only in Atlanta, but with WTP as a whole. There’s always the saying of “it takes a village to raise a child” but, honestly, I think the same can be said for playwriting,Continue reading It Takes A Village →

As a student studying abroad, I started my own personal online journal to (1) have the ability to look back on things and remember them and (2) to practice my writing. But why I’m sharing one of my entries here is because I believe its content relates to theatre and our ability as artists/writers toContinue reading Taking Risks →

It felt like I was learning how to walk or getting ready to ride my first roller-coaster. It felt like I was getting myself into something big, and I had no idea what I was doing. Writing for the first time felt like anxiety, excitement, boredom, pressure, success, and failure all bottled up together thenContinue reading Near to Burst →

As an artist, have you ever had one of those moments when you were like, “Screw it! I can’t do this ‘artist’ thing anymore. This is for the birds!” I’ve had a few of those over the past couple months. Constantly, I’m fighting that inner struggle between pursuing my passion and eating. Food wins almostContinue reading Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop →

A few years ago, I was sitting around with a friend, talking about any and everything. And, as women usually do, we began to talk about personal things. And, seeing that this was a good friend, we started to talk about things that you don’t talk to just anyone about. It went a little somethingContinue reading I Wrote About Periods and It’s Okay →