I made a false start at the Fox theater this past Saturday at a matinee for the musical “Once.” It was slated to begin at 2:00 p.m. We were  shown to our seats at 2:01. The theater was full, but not completely. As we made our way to our seats we had to cross other people because we did not have aisle seats. The audience’s eyes were glued to the stage. I looked at the stage as I walked to my seat and what I saw was a crowd of about fifty or more people milling about, some singing, some playing instruments, some talking. It looked like chaos.

By the way, the main character in my novel “A False Start” disappears in the chaos of 9/11.

Once ( not the play) we were seated, I too glued my eyes to the stage trying to figure out what was going on. Let me say that I am a frequent theater goer and I truly enjoy a good play. Anyway, the lights were still up, all of this craziness was happening on the stage, so I decided that it was a good time for a restroom break. If I had to sit through an off key, unorganized, concert thing, I wanted to be comfortable. Plus I could see. The lights were up! So I went. And when I returned the theater was dark and two people were on stage in a bar having conversation. Like in a play. So I missed how the craziness turned into actors reciting lines. All of that to say that it turned out to be a good play set in Ireland. It just didn’t begin like one. It was a false start.