Lindsay and I had a painful conversation the other day about a play that was submitted to us. The painful part wasn’t the fact that the script was bad, the painful part was the fact that the script was good. It was very good. As strong as any play we’ve ever had the honour of receiving.
The problem was, it wasn’t a Theatrefolk play. Mainly, the protagonist was an adult.
We’re pretty clear on what types of plays we’re looking for. And we want our customers to clearly understand what we have to offer. We don’t want to be a publisher with a 120 page catalogue filled with all kinds of titles to sort through. And we don’t add plays for the sake of increasing the number of titles. We add plays when they’re good, when they fit, and when we think our customers will love them.
Still, we debated this script for awhile because it was just so darn good. We were so tempted.
Then we asked ourselves, “Would we publish Death of a Salesman?” And the answer is no, we wouldn’t. Decision sadly made.
It really is wonderful to have a definition, a mandate. We know what we are and (more importantly) we know what we aren’t. We know exactly what we have to offer to you and hopefully you have a good idea of what to expect from us.
But I’ll tell you this much… I’ll be the first in line to buy a copy of this play when someone else snaps it up.