Hi, my name’s Eteya, and I have a sharing problem.
If you’ve ever met me, this will come at no surprise. I can be shy, even aloof, especially around new people. It means I’ve spent a lot of time by myself, writing stories and dreaming away. It also means, when it comes to sharing those stories, I clam up. Putting my work out there has been a big source of nerves, making it harder to submit to opportunities and give my stories a chance to be heard. Recently, I've seen that sharing is something I personally owe my story. If I spend months of focus and years of craft on writing a play, that play deserves my equal effort to get it to an audience, to fulfill its true purpose in the world.