Brian D. Taylor Plays
I'm a writer who loves telling fun and interesting tales and a gamer who is building nerdy tabletop board games with his brother and a crafty boi working with his daughter to make fun jewelry... and would like to invite you in on that entire creative journey, wherever you fit into that fandom. All are welcome here.
Site under construction
Plays and musicals for youth, educational, and community theatres.
And... a writer who is still working on building his new website and learning a new web-building environment along the way. Bear with me fans... I'm doing my best to get it all updated and improved so we can engage more like we used to... but this site is still in testing mode and under construction for a bit. I'm busy ridding it of most of (but not all of) the pesky rodents and cleaning up all of the dust to make it as helpful resource for all of us and our kindred spirits. I also hope it looks fun and pretty. Check out those laser pigeons. Fun right? That's where we've been and there's more where we're going.
In the meanwhile and while I get this going for, pretty much all of my more important work can be accessed here: https://www.pioneerdrama.com/AuthorDetail.asp?ac=TAYLORBRIA
So... I mention in my bio that I grew up in southwestern Oklahoma and developed a healthy fear of cows. Surely, hopefully that is understood as tongue in cheek. Am I afraid of cows? No. Was I ever? Maybe a bit, but only because I was a little guy in southwestern OK and was literally surrounded by cows every time I went out to play in the fields. My now teenage kids have read my bio and have begun to make fun of me for that mention. But they're both city kids and wouldn't know what to do when surrounded by a herd of cows. The thing is... you just gotta leave them alone. They're not to be feared really, but you've gotta appreciate that they can also do you some damage if you aren't suspecting it. True fact... far more people are killed by cows than sharks. It's not even close. And yet... which is feared more? lol! So that's where the joke in my bio comes from. I was well aware of that factoid as a little one running around in the fields of Oklahoma for years. Give them cattle some respect.