I want to invite potential viewers to Leave the Balcony Open by placing Macdonald alongside Annie Baker, the young master of tongue-tied heartache (in rural Vermont, even). Macdonald’s characters are more playfully self-conscious, running ironic circles around themselves, trying too hard and not trying enough, like their elaborate but makeshift(...)
I remember being a naive undergraduate, not dissimilar to Macdonald’s rich characters, and her play is a haunting reminder of that period in my life. She has crafted a heartbreakingly real examination of the quarter-life crisis, when escape—through substances, jokes, silence—feels like the only option.
I tend to write on pretty dark topics, but I like to approach them with optimism. I like to bring characters to a place of awareness or the possibility for change even if that change does not happen within the course of the play.