Some New York dude no one outside of New York has ever heard of has dubbed snark “wrong.” Uh oh. I guess it’s time to take down the tent pole. And Patrick, you are so over. (And at such a tender age.)
It’s a sad day. But who knew?
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About Steve Patterson
Steve Patterson has written over 50 plays, with works staged in Portland, Los Angeles, Chicago, Detroit, Austin, Tampa, and other U.S. cities as well as in Canada and New Zealand.
His works include: Waiting on Sean Flynn, Next of Kin, Farmhouse, Malaria, Shelter, Altered States of America, The Continuing Adventures of Mr. Grandamnus, Bluer Than Midnight, Bombardment, Dead of Winter, and Delusion of Darkness.
In 2006, his bittersweet Lost Wavelengths was a mainstage selection at Portland Center Stage's JAW/West festival, and, in 2008, won the Oregon Book Award (he also was an OBA finalist in 1992 and 2002). In 1997, he won the inaugural Portland Civic Theatre Guild Fellowship for his play Turquoise and Obsidian.
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January 6th, 2009 at 11:47 pm
Well. According to both Sternbergh and Denby, I’m not actually over because I’m not truly snarky to begin with. I guess that just makes me a liar. I love it when writers I’ve never heard of call me a liar. It makes me feel whole.