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Water In My Hands

Sorrel is busy preparing for her wedding even though her fiancé has just died, and Maria’s eyebrows are still not growing back. Gerry wants to know if the weather will improve so that he can lie on his back in the grass, and Eric’s wife has someone else’s heart beating inside her.


Through a series of interweaving accounts, Water in My Hands, lays bare the power of grief, and asks, ‘how do we move on when we are haunted by the life that we have not yet lived?’

Philadelphia Women's Theatre Festival, August 2018, Reading

Spooky Action Theater, Washington DC, March 2019, Reading

The Liz Smith Reading Series, Miranda Theatre Company, NYC, March 2020                                                       

When We Fall

7.7 billion people on earth and everyone is lonely. Perhaps. Trina definitely is, even though tonight is her birthday and she’s going to party like it’s 1982. But when Andrew and Clare turn up as Superman and Little Bo Peep, the ache of loneliness fills the night. Even Dalir senses it from the roof top, somewhere between London and Pakistan, and now he has to do something about it. 

 

A new play about learning to fly, telling stories, and finding friendship in unexpected places.

Semi-finalist Eugene O'Neill National Playwrights Conference

Semi-finalist Premiere Stages at Keane 2020

"Premiere Stages is pleased to recognize “When We Fall” by Emma Gibson as a semifinalist for the 2020 Premiere Play Festival. “When We Fall” rose through a competitive selection process conducted by Premiere staff and a panel of outside theatre professionals to become one of 26 semifinalists out of 939 submissions. The panel was particularly impressed by the use of the stars and the roof as metaphor for escapism, and the way that the characters speak candidly about the struggles of getting older and feeling lonely is done in a gentle and honest way. "

 

Nadezdha

Anna Thunberg has GIVEN UP. All that talking and protesting, and nobody listened anyway. The planet is in official melt down. On top of all that, her ex- boyfriend Joel, wrote a nasty article about her in the New York Times and twenty years later the Papps still won’t leave her alone.

 

But this morning, in the middle of a category 6 dust storm, a cargo ship took refuge in the local harbor, and Joel is on board and he needs somewhere to stay. There’s only one thing for it. Banten down the hatches and fight this out to the end.  Only this time Joel wants to save the planet, and he wants Anna to do it with him. 

 

A new play that asks, if too much Science turns us off, can Art turn us back on again?

Journalism

Freelance features writer with articles published in The Guardian Newspaper, The Independent, other magazines and online.