Last night had a charge to it

Last night had a charge to it.

A packed room.
Eight Shanley scenes brought to life at the table.
Actors locked in. Writers leaning forward. Conversation that wanted to keep going.

Tight. Focused. Alive.

This is the work.
This is Pelham Fringe.

If you were there, you know.
If you weren’t—you’ll want to be in the room next time.

Now—the writing begins.

Take what sparked.
What’s still echoing.
What won’t quite let you go.

Write it.