Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1112 Soft Landing (from Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 28, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
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Monologue Mania Day #1112 Soft Landing (from Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 28, 2017                     
                                                  Soft Landing
                                                   a monologue from Caregivers Anonymous  by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved (c) 2017
  
           (Jeannie looks at Savannah)

When they were going to the moon, there were a lot of....problems.  My husband was an engineer, and he actually worked on the last moon landing when he was a young man, and he told me the biggest issue, outside of actually flying to the moon, was a soft landing.

Soft.  Not crashing.  Not burning.  Landing on your feet.

That's why you came, to figure out....how to land on your feet.  Because caregiving is a daily flight to the moon.

Okay, maybe not as complicated in some ways....but they didn't go to the moon every day.  Every day, every caregiver  has to be paying attention, figuring, firing rockets at just the right moment, giving those pills and shots, and making sure everything works, watching out for trouble that we can't predict.....

They stopped going to the moon in 1972 - they only did six moon landings.

But caregivers, we just keep flying, and here, we are here to make sure....that when things get too tough.....you have a soft landing.

           (Lights down on Jeannie, up on Savannah)



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Monday, February 27, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1111 Terry's Side (from Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 27, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues- for a list of the titles and blurbs from each                                                                                                                                              day, click here  There are now over 1100!
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Monologue Mania Day #1111 Terry's Side (from Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 27, 2017                     
                   Terry is the husband of Savannah
                                                   Terry's side
                                                   a monologue from Caregivers Anonymous  by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved (c) 2017
  
      (Young man comes wheeling in a wheelchair, his legs paralyzed.  But when he stops, he suddenly straightens up and stands)

Hey, this is all not real, I mean, it's the theater, so I can walk here.  In my real life, I can't, but, here, I can fly!  

      (He waves his hands around like a kid pretending to be a plane, then he stops.)

I always wanted to be a hero, you know.  A real hero.  Not like Batman or Superman, but like the guys who were real.  My Dad was no hero.  He would beat my mom, and one day, he was gonna punch her and I just couldn't take it, so I lifted a chair, and I smashed him over the head, and I kept hitting him until my mother pulled me away.

And he was afraid.  A hero is not afraid of a kid.  I told him I'd kill him and I told him to get out.  He left and I went into the Army.....he had a fight with a guy where he worked, and got smashed in the head, only this time, he didn't get up, and they put him in one of those hospitals, we call 'em vegetable farms.....two years he was there before he died.

And my mother, she went every week.  An hour each way to see a man who was never gonna wake up.  And when he finally died, she cried.  

Me, I never went.  I didn't care.   Not then.  But now....

        (He looks at his legs)

Two tours.  One road, I was about to put my foot down and I saw something, out of the corner of my eye, and I dived behind a tree, and my buddy, Jacob, he was behind me, he stepped where I hadn't, and he was gone.....and me...I was fine.....fine.... How are you, they ask....Fine, I say......

Until.....that night...(hard to say)....I knew that she wanted to leave me....I could tell....and I got shitfaced......and then I got back on my cycle, and....there...you can see....

       (He points to the wheelchair)

There I am.  (Shakes his head)  And she stays.  I dunno why.  I never hit, never hit any woman.....but now.....I yell at her until she cries, and when she goes....I cry.....inside....all the time!

When you go into the Army, they train you, they give you these machines, and tools, and you can do anything.  They teach you how to fix them, and what to do if you don't have parts.....why the hell can't they give me a tool....to make her....not hate me....

       (He sits in the chair, his legs are now withered again, and he is slumped.  Lights down, end of scene)




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Sunday, February 26, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1110 The Infield by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 26, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues- for a list of the titles and blurbs from each                                                                                                                                              day, click here  There are now over 1100!
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Monologue Mania Day #1110 The Infield by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 26, 2017                     
                   
                                                   The Infield
                                                   a monologue from the one-act  by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved (c) 2017
  
        (The woman is in her 30s, a little drunk, with a baseball cap and clothing slightly askew.  She is bewildered, but getting angry, holding a drink)

Now the four of us....we been friends a long time.....since we met on the team, how old were we? Eight, nine?  and here we are, together again, for a weekend....we try to do this every year, to catch up, almost as good as batter up.....but now, no jokes, because.....this is serious....

        (She looks at the others, takes a drink)

Okay, so here it is, our friend is dead, and ...the way I see it......one of us is.....I'm sorry, I have trouble saying it.....(takes a deep breath) one of us killed her.

There, that actually sounded worse than I thought it would!

          (She takes a big drink and shakes her head)

Whooo, remind me not to mix kahlua and vodka......not pretty.....not pretty at all....

And we have to wait until the police come tomorrow, when the roads clear.....but which of us did it?  I know I didn't.....

          (The others protest neither did they)

But everyone is innocent in prison.....I found that out when I interned at the Public Defender's office....so this is really strange......one of you is a killer, my best friends forever, and I don't know if I can trust you....it's like everything I believed, isn't true......the only thing scarier would be if my mother walked in and told me I was adopted, but that's not gonna happen, because, one,

        (She counts on her fingers, but very sloppy)

....the roads are closed, two, even if the roads were open, my mother wouldn't be caught dead in the mountains, and three, my mother is dead....

        (She holds up her fingers and looks at them)

Three strikes.....we're out......

        (Lights down.  End of scene)





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Saturday, February 25, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1109 Rick's Story (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 25, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues- for a list of the titles and blurbs from each                                                                                                                                              day, click here  There are now over 1100!
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Monologue Mania Day #1109 Rick's Story (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 25, 2017                     
                  This is Day #1108 revised                                      
                                                Rick's story  
                                                   A monologue by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved (c) 2017
  
        (Rick enters, he is in his 30s but looks younger.  He is on a skateboard)

JEANNIE -  Rick, were you riding that thing?  Didn't we tell you no skating in here?

RICK -  Sorry, tried to get here on time.....can't skate around the boys, they try to use the  board, and they just don't have the muscles...yet.  Maybe one day.....(sees Savannah)  Hey, a newbie!  So, what's your story?

JEANNIE -  She's not talking just yet...

RICK-  Got it!  That was me, what, four months ago?

CLARK -  Almost  a year now, Ricky boy.....

RICK - wow!  Has it been a year?.....nah, I was not that interested in 'sharing'....but looka me now!  Last time I told you all about how the twins threw up in my backpack!  Both of them!....(to Savannah)   Hey, if you don't wanna talk don't worry, I'll give my story......my name's Rick....not Ricky!

          (He points at Clark and Clark throws his hands up as if he's sorry- they've done this before)

RICK -  I'm a stay at home Dad,  I take care my two boys, they were born early, and it turns out.....they have CP...Cerebal Palsy.......my oldest are ok, but then my wife, she's older than me, she wanted to wait a bit for more, and then well, after 40, sometimes there can be problems.....she's a doctor, she knew the risks.....and after my job was cut , we waited for years.....my wife is busy, did I say she's a doctor....and finding out that her babies weren't gonna be healthy, well, it almost killed her, but you know ....I have two older boys, they're normal, and when people find out about my kids, they get this look....and then they say....oh, you must a saint for being a stay at home dad with kids who have...special needs.  I hate that term, so I tell 'em, all my kids have special needs, it's that, two of em have EXTRA special needs, and then they get this look on their faces, and man, it's almost worth it......almost.....

        (He stops and takes a deep breath)

RICARDO-  Anyhow, did we already do the Daily Dilemma?  I mean, I got a new one!  

        (The others laugh - they know this is going to be weird)

RICARDO -  Okay, I thought about this because this week, I had a lotta time waiting in the doctors offices....and the boys, they love all these video games shooting up aliens.....yeah, I play, too!....so I got to wondering about, you know, aliens....Everybody's so scared of 'em but not me!  I figure, hey, if they come and get me, maybe that would be the only vacation I'd ever get!  So I put a big sign on my porch....come and get me!  So far, no luck!

         (He looks at Savannah, nods, and sits down.  End of scene)



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Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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Friday, February 24, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1108 Max's Story (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 24, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues- for a list of the titles and blurbs from each                                                                                                                                              day, click here  There are now over 1100!
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Monologue Mania Day #1108 Max's Story (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 24, 2017                                                                  
                                                Max's story  
                                                   A monologue by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved (c) 2017
  
        (The young man runs onstage, carrying a skateboard)

JEANNIE -  Max, didn't we tell you no skating in here?

MAX -  Sorry, tried to get here on time.....can't skate around the boys, they try to use the  board, and they just don't have the muscles...yet.  Maybe one day.....(sees Savannah)  Hey, a newbie?  So, what's your story?

JEANNIE -  She's not talking just yet...

MAX-  Got it!  That was me, what, four months ago?

CLARK -  Almost  a year now, Maxie boy.....

MAX - Long as you don't call me Maxie pads.....nah, I was not that interested in 'sharing'....but looka me now!  Last time I told you all about how the twins....(to Savannah)  I take care my two boys, they were born early, and it turns out.....they have CP....twins, we waited for years.....my wife is busy, she's a doctor....and finding out that her babies weren't gonna be healthy, well, it almost killed her, but you know t....I have two older boys, they're normal, and when people find out about my kids, they get this look....and then they say....oh, you must a saint for being a stay at home dad with kids who have...special needs.  I hate that term, so I tell 'em, all my kids have special needs, it's that, two of em have EXTRA special needs, and then they get this look on their faces, and man, it's almost worth it......almost.....

        (He stops and takes a deep breath)

MAX -  Anyhow, did we already do the Daily Dilemma?  I mean, I got a new one!  

        (The others laugh - they know this is going to be weird)

MAX -  Okay, I thought about this because this week, I had a lotta time waiting in the doctors offices....so I got to wondering about, you know, aliens....Everybody's so scared of 'em but not me!  I figure, hey, if they come and get me, maybe that would be the only vacation I'd ever get!  So I put a big sign on my porch....come and get me!  So far, no luck!

         (He looks at Savannah, nods, and sits down.  End of scene)



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Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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Thursday, February 23, 2017

Monologue Mania Day #1107 Let Me Call You (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 23, 2017

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free* monologue a day- -and still going!

            first   year -  Feb. 13, 2014 - Feb. 12, 2015  second year -  Feb. 13, 2015 - Feb. 12, 2016  third year -  Feb. 13, 2016 -  today!           *********                                                        
I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues- for a list of the titles and blurbs from each                                                                                                                                              day, click here  There are now over 1100!
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Monologue Mania Day #1107 Let Me Call You (for Caregivers Anonymous) by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 23, 2017
                                 Let Me Call You  (c) 2017
                                              (for Caregivers Anonymous) 
                                                  
                                                   A monologue by 
                                                    by Janet S. Tiger (c) all rights reserved

(from pg. 23 - (.... a voice is heard approaching and FRANKLIN returns, almost dances into the room)

CLARK -  Speaking of things that never change!

FRANKLIN Im so glad youre all still here!  I know everyone is dying to hear what tonights
song will be...

        (The others hoot)
MATTIE  - Oh, no! 
             FLORENCE - Not another one!
                           GEMMA  -Dont say dying!


FRANKLIN (Ignores them) And tonight's song is—one that I learned many years ago...

        (He directs a great deal of this to Savannah)

FRANKLIN - ....as a young boy,  I would hear my father sing it to my mother.  They had met onstage in a vaudeville revue....when he was the replacement singer for a fellow who had just discovered the joys...and troubles!...of alcohol.  Over the years, he would relive the moment when he used the song to propose to her, and she would flutter about......and join him after the first verse.....later, when she..got older, he would sing to her, and, even though she couldn't remember who he was....she could still remember the words.....so, tonight, I dedicate this song...  surprisingly enough.....  in honor of my dear wife........Who I have been married to for over 35 years, of which, she has remembered me for 32..and who is taken care of lovingly by those who sometimes do not arrive on time…….

       (He taps the cane and the others are quiet)

FRANKLIN (Singing)
(Some of the others join in as they recognize the song, but only for the first paragraph)

Let me call you "Sweetheart," I'm in love with you.
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too.
Keep the love-light glowing in your eyes so true.
Let me call you "Sweetheart," I'm in love with you.

FRANKLIN (singing alone) - 

                Let me call you sweetheart
                'Cause you can't recall your name
                        And even though you can't remember
                I know you're not to blame
                         

            I'll keep the night light glowing
                      so you won't fall and break your hip
            Let me call you sweetheart
                          but please honey..... Do Not Trip!


             (The others groan and make catcalls, and at this he breaks into an old soft shoe)


JEANNIE - Thank you, Franklin, for another cheery tune!  
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Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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