Be A

We are looking for six diverse residents of Lowell, MA to share a true story from their life. No prior storytelling, stage, or theatre experience necessary - we will work with you to perfect your story and make you feel comfortable.

Once we receive pitches, we will choose six stories that work best together. Each of our storytellers will receive a small stipend for sharing and telling their story on the stage.

Pitch us your story

Complete the submission form below and we will be in touch soon.

Name *
How would you like to be contacted? *
Just short outline (but include the ending of the story). Don't worry about grammar.
I have to write?!?!?!
We are happy to call you if you would rather pitch us your story over the phone.

Our Story Guidelines

Length: 6-8 Minutes long

FLOW: Must have a beginning, middle, and end. A strong story always includes some type of conflict or problem, and must have some sort of resolution at the end. Read my sample submission for an example.

Please no stand-up comedy routines.

Truth: This must be YOUR TRUE STORY, please don’t share someone else’s experience, or a fictional work.

Lowell element: Your story must feature the city in some way.

Type of Story: You pick the type of story you want to share. We want to have an evening of mixed stories.

Ready to share your story? Please tell us more about your story and we will contact you soon.

(and don’t worry, we will not share your information or tell your story.)

Need Inspiration?
Here is a sample Story pitch

I first moved to Lowell when I was 18 to go to UMass Lowell. I grew up in a small town in Connecticut that only had two stop lights, one gas station, and the only time traffic flow was problem was when you got stuck behind a farming tractor driving down the street.

I was a music major, so had all of my classes on one campus, but lived in the other campus in town. During my first week, I was thrilled to learn that I had been accepted into the Wind Ensemble – the top-level performing group- as a freshman. The day of the first Wind Ensemble rehearsal, I left my dorm thirty minutes before rehearsal started, assuming that would be plenty of time to take the bus, get to the music building, and warm up my instrument before rehearsal. Fear started creeping in after waiting 15 minutes for the bus to arrive. Panic overcame me as the bus sat in Lowell afternoon traffic for ten minutes on Pawtucket St. I broke out into a terror-filled sprint to my rehearsal when the bus arrived on campus, barley making it in time.

I learned an important lesson that day that I haven’t ever forgotten. Don’t ever expect to get around Lowell fast on weekday afternoons.