Monologue Week! Monologue #5

I'm thinking of extending monologue week- because what with Nosferatu and work keeping me busy I haven't had a lot of time to write all the monologues I'd like... as for right now- here is a Shakespeareanesque monologue I wrote last night for my gooood friend Margaret Huntington...

She has this way of getting me to write things that are silly (i.e. I wrote her a Dr. Seuss story about her) and last night she was going off about Shakespeare... and I just spouted out this monologue- (ask me some time to break it down for you) enjoy...

MATTER AT HAND
by: Shakespeara- Joel Petrie

HECTOR: I must not believe in my eyes;
For all that is true has been falsely
Presented here in ten or twelve fold.
Perhaps, sweet Marg'ret- you doth love too much,
Or mayhap I do not love at all.
For the wind and the sun and all the natural element
Will unfold before us creating cover
From underneath god's curtain known as sky.
Our backs cold from the greenery and weed,
Our stomach's warm from sack cloth and inspired works.
As the both of us stare forever into
The back lit canopy of stars; The
Few words I'd utter unto you would
Be so frivolous and full of
Uselessness that i may as well speak into
The sheepskin jerkin I wear round my neck.

Sweet, sweet Margaret
You have unwound me

Monologue Week! Monologue #4

I'm kinda sitting here deciding what I should explore or dive into now- what things are relevant to write about at this moment... and the thought just popped into my head.

Halloween. I'll write a monologue that is horror influenced.

Okay- The play centers around a clearing in a forest outlying a growing town- where teens from 3 generations have found a refuge from the world. Problem is: the clearing puts images and thoughts into the heads of those who fall for its enticing safety.

Vanessa lives in the early 50's. Propriety, social status and gender placement have forced her to find the clearing.

She has brought a friend today-

THE CLEARING
by: Joel Petrie

VANESSA: You want to kiss me. Don't deny it, I saw it in your mind's eye. Stop! Don't look at me like I'm crazy- you're lucky I invited you at all- I'm sorry. I'm not used to quiet boys, shy boys. All I know is boys who take control of the situation- take control me. Tell me what to wear, what to say, how to walk and talk, where to sit, how to eat, what to drink- they try to tell me who I AM! You don't want to kiss me anymore. That's alright. You will again. Because I'm going to let you. I'm in control now.

Monologue Week! Monologue #3

This one is merely a simple, straightforward conversation a man has on the phone... nothing weird or odd about this one at all.

PINS AND NEEDLES

by: Joel Petrie

ETHAN: Give me two good reasons I shouldn't roll you into traffic: you're crippled? Ya- aaand? A- uh- priest? How the hell did you become- never mind. Being handicapped and a man of god still doesn't give you the right to talk about my mother that way! I don't even care if she was the one that put you in that chair- she's my mother, and you're going to treat her as such. Uh huh... ya... no... ya... uh huh... you know- for a priest you've got a mouth on you... oh okay- so tell me this! did you or did you not try to... uhm... you know... YOU know... did... did...did you try to fondle her butt cheek!? (getting a sickly look on his face) Okay... that's it... you've crossed the line- (indicating with hand) I'm coming to find you your holiness and I bring with me a wrath! "Vengeance belongeth unto me, I WILL recompense, saith the Lord!" ... Right... well you'll find out exactly when I'm shoving that wheelchair so far up your- hello? (drops phone to side) son of a- (calls off stage) Mom! Do you know a Father Roberts!?

Monologue Week! Monologue #2

This is a monologue from my phone written play- I kind of enjoy it- I'm not really exploring anything with this except that the character may be hiding something while being questioned about the disappearance of a girl who had stayed at her house while in this small town on the coast of Ireland.

CHURCH BELLS
by: Joel Petrie

SYNTHIA:Its a touch spooky in here, isn’t it? Uhmm... every time I meet someone new, I uh- well I try to befriend them- that isn’t so wrong is it? If someone is hungry, I feed them. They need a place to stay I have more than enough room. Both in my house and my heart... She was no different than anyone else... well she was. She was more than different. She was- uhm... I am not quite sure why I was so compelled to help... She was different.

Monologue Week! Monologue #1

So, I'm on a monologue writing kick for the time being- so, starting today- I'm going to be posting monologue's I am writing...

This first one I wrote while at IHOP- don't know where it came from. I just wanted to explore a little into a person's psyche- to me its much more scary to not know why someone is doing something than it is to see what it is they are doing. (a slasher film will usually lose me the moment they explain why the killer is killing- I'm guessing they tell us to make us feel more at ease about what just happened)

Anyway- it might just be my inner villain coming out... or maybe... my inner hero... something to think about.

VIGILANT
by: Joel Petrie

GREGORY: What do you think it is? What motivates me? Money? Girls? Maybe a childhood tragedy- "Uncle Gerald and I played doctor and now I'm so messed around upstairs I can't control my actions..." Maybe I'm lashing out at society for all the shit she gave me! Oh- that's the second time I mentioned the opposite sex! It must be that- broken heart, picked on by the girls, unloved, jealous a manic depressive who's up shit's creek without a paddle and begging for MORE! AAH! aah...It doesn't matter what I say though- you'll draw your conclusions, if you haven't already- you NEED the answer. You need to understand so as not to end up like me. Except- I know precisely why I do what I do. Listen- before you go- I want to present you with one more inquiry... What exactly is it that I do? If you can explain that to me... I'll tell you why.

Nosferatu

I'm Tech. Directing a production of F.W. Murnau's Nosferatu at Utah Valley University and they have started a sort of production blog for the actor's and crew to write about their experiences thus far on the show- you should check it out and learn more about this landmark production (something that has never been done on this continent)

Check it out! UVU's Nosferatu