Long before “Kill Your Darlings” became a too-familiar phrase, writers like Isaac Bashevis Singer said an author’s best friend was a garbage pail — and I believed him.
Like many of you, I have murdered my darlings. But that didn’t stop me from being upset about them, especially after I lost one of my very favorite songs — EVER — in a workshop for my new musical. I say “my” but it’s really only half mine; I am working with a talented composer who wanted to cut the song. When the artistic director agreed with her, I could only agree, and move on.
Only I didn’t move on, at least, not at first.
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