August Playhouse
Stories, Songs & Scenes for the late-summer of life…
August Playhouse is more than one voice. It’s a house with many wings — each lit by its own spotlight. Some hold raw confessions. Others, are rock musicals. Still others: quiet essays, ironic anthologies, or late-night experiments in the sandbox.
Here, stories unfold like acts in a play. Some are true. Some are fantasy. All are honest.
SIDE STAGES:
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Content Advisory:
The creative works presented throughout this site are works of fiction.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is
purely coincidental.
These projects are intended for adult audiences and may include mature themes, strong language, and/or dark humor.
Viewer discretion is advised.© 2026 Loren A. Hirt / August Playhouse – All rights reserved.
Pssssstt…
Hey, kid…. Yeah, you — the one laughing too hard in your bedroom with MAD Magazine, National Lampoon, Peanuts comic books, and a stack of scratched vinyl spinning in the corner. You didn’t know it yet, but that laugh of yours was a compass. It pointed you through the grief, through the muck, through all the moments when grown-ups said:
“Be serious now.”
This whole Playhouse? It’s for you. Every page, every Easter Egg, every weird twist that makes you laugh or spook yourself out. We don’t do laundry lists here. We do time capsules. Little gold nuggets that still make 12-year-old Larry crack up loud enough for the neighbors to worry. So welcome back, kid. You never left. You’re the pulse of this place.