Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Monologue Mania Day # 188 by Janet S. Tiger A Horror Story Aug.19, 2014

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Monologue Mania Day  # 188 by Janet S. Tiger  A Horror Story Aug.19, 2014
                                     
                                                       A Horror Story
                                         A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
                                                     tigerteam1@gmail.com


            (A woman sidles onstage, cringing, then runs up to the center of the stage, looks through the peephole and opens the door quickly.)

Thank God it's just you!   I'm sorry, but you have to come in quickly, hurry!  Before it's too late!

           (She ushers the person in, sits them down and re-locks the door with several locks, takes a deep breath.)

I've never been afraid like this before!  It's like a nightmare come to life!  It's so frightening when you don't know who's going to be there......at the door!  I mean, I knew you were coming, but even so....they could be watching here......

           (She goes to the peephole, looks out.  Can't see enough, so she moves a curtain aside.)

It looks safe, but I don't know......it's like.....the end.....because it is the end.  It's just a matter of time, I can't hold out much longer.......did you bring some food?

           (She opens a bag, takes out a candy bar, and chews it happily.)

Ooh, thank you!  Chocolate always helps in moments of terror....I'm surprised they don't have the people in all those horror movies eating chocolate.  Very relaxing.

          (She hears a noise, shudders.)

I don't even want to look.

What if I actually came face to face with one of them?  They look like real people, but I know the truth.......they are not human.  Who else could take a job like this?  Who could chase down other human beings, like we were animals, and then.....(hard to say)....and then....SERVE us?

What time is it?  They don't come after dark now......maybe I can venture out, get some fresh air.

           (She puts on a sweater, but then takes it off.)

I was warned this could happen.  Paranoia sets in.....and you make a mistake, you answer when there's a knock at the door.......

          (She freezes, and this time she hears footsteps.  She peeks through the window and she is now practically in tears.)

It's too late.  I knew it would be today, I just had a feeling........

All right!  I can't take anymore! 

         (She flings open the door and removes some papers that have been stapled on.  She reads them and sinks to the floor.)

I guess, I just didn't believe it could happen......(reading) ...'Service completed by attachment to door and by mail. '  (sighs deeply)  After 3 weeks, they have the right.......to serve me.......not in person, but by posting and mail.......well, the attorney warned me they could do this now.....Eviction....we have 21 days to leave.......21 days after 21 years......(laughs)......who would have thought I'd be so afraid of.....

          (She grasps the papers to her chest.)

.....afraid of paper........

          (She looks around the house)

And so it begins.....this may not be the end, or even the beginning of the end, but it is definitely....the end of the beginning.

          (She looks around, stands up and starts to walk off, stops looks back)

I will miss you, my house of many years.......

         (She exits, dropping the papers as she leaves.  The end.....of an era in a house.)

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Note to actors - the level of props is something you can choose for whichever monologue you are doing.  Here I would recommend that you have at least the papers available, as they are integral to the monologue.

Suggestion fpr auditions-  if you can get a copy of the script, and can memorize something, that's the best best.  But if you can't, and you know a little about the character being played, choose a  monologue that has the same elements of the character you will be auditioning for - is it someone with a comic flair, a serious piece?  This blog has something for everyone - just check out the blurbs.  Will try to give more details when I get a chance. And remember, have fun at the audition, you'll probably be doing more auditions than anything else in this business, even after you're successful!
Janet S. Tiger    858-736-6315
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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