I’ve been searching for projects to keep me creatively engaged during the time of COVID-19. When somebody commented on this piece I wrote many years ago I found the next thing I could do.

The Smoking Room began as a short story written in a writing class back in 2006. It became a monologue, mostly because that’s my genre. The writing is the same regardless what I call it. Now it has been recorded as a sort of audio drama. It’s been created for no reason other than I wanted to do it.

Give a listen to the recording here at this link.

CW: This piece includes references to parent/child violence and is not recommended for young people.