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Monologue Mania Day # 150 Burning Diaries (revised) by Janet S. Tiger July 12, 2014
Monologue Mania Day # 150 Burning Diaries (revised) by Janet S. Tiger July 12, 2014
Thought I would add to yesterday's piece - which makes the two different, but related. Which works better? Would love to hear from actors.
BURNING
DIARIES (revised)
by Janet S. Tiger
from © 4/30/83
(1983) all rights reserved
tigerteam1@gmail.com
(A woman enters. She is carrying a metal basket which she puts on the floor)
I burned my diaries
yesterday. It wasn’t as easy as I
thought – the fire would die out on the thickness of the pages, and I had to use
almost a book of matches to finish the job.
I
thought by the action I could make the time disappear…shrink back into the void. I thought that by the red glow of the flames
I could wipe away the things I could remember – not just what I wanted to forget,
but all of it.
In
time, as the years go by and the relatives and friends who lived and know the
truth, (or their version of it) pass away, the past will be gone, and I will be
happy.
Why
did I do it? Because I don’t want the me
I am to be seen by anyone else unless I want it to be seen, and so, I erased
the tapes of my life.
I
burned my diaries yesterday. It wasn’t
as easy as I thought – the fire would die out on the thickness of the pages,
and I had to use almost a book of matches to finish the job. Of course, perhaps the flames went out
because of the tears…..
What did I do that was so bad that I want no one to know about it?
(She picks out a page that is is crumbling and crushes it, sprinkling the remains.)
What heinous crime did I commit? Did I cheat on that test? Did I bear false witness against my sister when it was really me who at the last cookie? Did I lie when I stole that those quarters from my father's drawer?
Did I sow the seeds of discontent when I said my friend's love had made a pass at me? Did I commit.....murder when I had that abortion? What is my worst crime? Did these things happen, or are they the wishful dreams of a person in a too boring life?
You tell me - now that it is all in ashes.......what was so bad that I had to...burn these diaries?
(She leaves the basket and exits, turns back)
Or do you already know?
(She exits. The end.)
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
(She picks out a page that is is crumbling and crushes it, sprinkling the remains.)
What heinous crime did I commit? Did I cheat on that test? Did I bear false witness against my sister when it was really me who at the last cookie? Did I lie when I stole that those quarters from my father's drawer?
Did I sow the seeds of discontent when I said my friend's love had made a pass at me? Did I commit.....murder when I had that abortion? What is my worst crime? Did these things happen, or are they the wishful dreams of a person in a too boring life?
You tell me - now that it is all in ashes.......what was so bad that I had to...burn these diaries?
(She leaves the basket and exits, turns back)
Or do you already know?
(She exits. The end.)
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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