10 Myths on the Proper Application of Beauty Projects

Award-winning stage adaptation of [Riding SideSaddle*](/books/sidesaddle/) weaving myth with everyday ritual @ Buntport Theater

A stage adaptation of my novel, Riding SideSaddle*, created with Buntport Theater and Teacup Gorilla.

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DCPA True West Award, 2016

Suzanne wanted to tell a story that assumed queerness from start to finish, while giving the characters free reign over their identities.

John Moore, 2016 True West Award

The play makes us think about the dizzying variety of possible physical variations to human genitalia and their spiritual and psychological consequences; the usual categories of "male" and "female" are just too simplistic.

Juliet Wittman, Westword

Definitely a production worth writing about, talking about, and going to see.

Berlin Sylvestre, Out Front

An oddly satisfying dark comedy, a meditation on bodies, humanity, love and loss.

Joanne Ostrow, The Denver Post

The soul of the piece lies in the gender-blending love and acceptance that flows like water through these relationships.

Tracy Shaffer, Huffington Post

production photos, 2016

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Whiskey From Strangers @ Buntport Theater

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As our album-release is overtaken by a Denver mythology, Dan and Sondra and Miriam have to contend with friendship, loss, identity, memory, and a cursed pool that makes men soft.


Strange Bird, Queer Bird @ Buntport Theater

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A playful and intimate exploration of love, comfort, and home in a world on fire.


JANE/EYRE @ The Bakery

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We are not here to flatter egotism, or prop up humbug; we are merely telling the [queer] story. We value what is good in the book; but we believe in the existence of other, and more vivid kinds of goodness.





Missa Populi @ PackingHouse Center for the Arts

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Combining the sacrifice, transcendence, blood, and circumstance of the Catholic Mass with history, live music, science, dance, literature, and pop culture to find a wholly modern communion experience. What we have left is our selves, broken and battered, but surviving together.