The Play Won't Do

The letter was dated about four weeks back under the letter head of the diversity theater. My dear Mr. Grannis, I have given the matter my best consideration for the last month and it's no use. There isn't enough drama in your play to the allowance of poetry. The thing drags all through. You've got a big idea, but it's not out of swaddling clothes. It has been just the same with all the others you've shown me. That was the way they dismissed ten years of passionate, unremitting work. Good God, as if he were likely to forget it.