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A violent, sensual, and
surrealistic battle between haves and have-nots. Billed as a "postmodern
ghost story." This experiment in symbolic imagery and language was
written in the aftermath of the Gulf War, although I was really thinking of
the great American horror mythology of who killed the Kennedys and elected
Ronald Reagan. Full length two-act drama. Two women, two men. Simple
set. Contains nudity. Written for accompaniment with
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The Continuing Adventures of Mr. Grandamnus
A spiderlike manipulator plays
on the insecurities and paranoia of others to maintain his influence. Another
attempt to write something light. More a riff than a plot, it's nevertheless a
fine opportunity for actors to work their chops and get in a few twists of the
knife. Heady language. Twisted psyches. Full length one-act satire. Three
women, four men. Performance: May 1998, Toad City Productions,
A psychiatrist's patients
begin having dreams with ominous common elements. Full length two-act drama.
Four women, two men. Performance: May 1997, Portland Women's Theatre,
Delusion
of Darkness
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An exceedingly dark comedy
written as an homage to great Beat novelist William S. Burroughs, wherein a
fella named Murphy serves as our eyes and ears in the absolute seediest bar
in the Inlet of Fog, a
smuggling burg occasioned by a fog so thick no one can enter or leave. Homicidal
paramedics, priests hawking contraband, strippers with stigmata...there's
something here to offend almost everyone. The weird part is it seems to work.
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Pavement Productions
staged this as a late night in summer of 2001 and earned wonderful reviews
and sold-out houses. The play has gone on to similarly successful productions
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Ladies and gentlemen, William S. Burroughs. §
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A dreamlike voyage into the
psyche of a dying man. Somewhere between magical realism and surrealism.
Realism it ain't. Or maybe multiple realities, ever-shifting. Touching.
Profane. Nightmarish. Ethereal. Erotic. Repellent. Violent. Baffling. Easily my
strangest play...to date. Full length two-act drama. Two women, three men.
Performance: April-May 1995, Pavement Productions Mobile Theater,
Tonic Magazine, 1995: '...oozes infectious charm.... Patterson achieves expressive and surreal poetry.... ...worthwhile and very entertaining....'
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A botanist trying to rescue her husband from
alcoholism discovers a powerful and unpredictable telepathic drug in
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