I was so jealous of my friend Nora being in a coup, that I had to try to put myself there.


Her travel blog is linked in my links Dept...

Let's pretend

Character vs. Plot in monologues

Character try 1

I am not like that, believe me. Maybe I can seem a little selfish, but I don't think it gets in the way. We've all had to blow off a little steam every once and a while, right? Look at me. Look at me. How could I even be accused of something to deplorable? I couldn't. Do you know that at school I was voted class treasurer for fourteen years consecutivly. That's how honorable I am. People, lots and lots of people have confieded secrets in me for years, I haven't told a soul. If I believe in something, I stand up for it. That may make me a little narrow minded, and maybe that's what drove me to act that way, but believe me, that isn't me. That was me, but that isn't me.

monowog

Angry Monologue:

Jim sets down his beer and steps off the porch.
Jim: We're all the same, I don't know how you can't see that. The differences between us are nothing more than colors and shapes. Yet we all go on about how different people are than us, like were made out of some pure bullshit that nobody else has. Well, it isn't true. We are all the same. It's out of fear and hate that somebody judges someone else. It's out fear because we don't want to lose what we got. You see somebody who's obese or got some deformity and you laugh at them or pity them, but you'd never want to be that person. Well, that person may have everything that you don''t have. And I'm not talking about cars or money, I'm talking about love and security. You see, when you are forced to give up part of your life to others, because you can't do somethings, people respect that and that makes them love you, there's no stopping it. And if you would change just a little bit, and go out of your way to help someone, you would be loved in return, because that is probably all the person has to give.

Monologue Madness!!!

Parent monologue:

I never said life was easy, son, I never said that. You know what it feels like to see you come through that door every night, so damned miserable? It tears me apart. You never think, as a parent, that your son is going to have to do things he won't want to do. The thought never crosses your mind. But one day, while you're at work, somehow the world gets in and you come home to this man in a child's clothing. If you want to quit, then quit, I'll handle him. But if you're quiting because it's hard, I can tell you nothing else is going to be any easier. You've got to do some things you do want to do, you've got to, you've got to do them so you can have the things you want, like a beautiful child who cares so much for the world.

two captivating videos

http://popsheep.com/ has them right now
cocorosie - hairnet paradise
Fionn Regan's song "Put A Penny in the slot" are the two, they are a little bit down the page.

This popsheep is a nice page. In to the links my dear friend!

Men's Comedic Monologue

When she finally joined in is when the magic came. She held out through most of song and I just sat there waiting because I knew. I had heard that voice every morning through the ventilation shaft of my apartment building, and now here she was on stage infront of me. She couldn't recognise me and the only way I ever knew what she looked like was when I heard her doorslam on her way out and I would run around the block to her buildings front door. We lived next door to each other in two seperate apartment buildings and were really only a matter of a few feet away. Our kitchen windows were inches apart. But I never had any reason to talk to her until now. And I had a lot to say.

Just felt

Can't just let the old blog go by the wayside, what would the "next blog" pushing stranger think? Sometimes you gotta just feel like put pen to paper, y'know? The more we discuss our writing the worser I feel but the better I feel I could be getting. I am making the best out of a good situation because it keeps the four walls up, but it is hard to watch the world fall apart everyday. And it is falling apart everyday. I talked to Gilbert about that a little bit and he said, "Everyone is just sick of putting up with each others shit." Couldn't be better put, but truth doesn't solve problems it just shows there is a light.

Dramatic Monologue:

Sometimes at night, when I've watched the sun set through that window, I can almost see it in the relection. I know it ain't real, just a smudge on the glass, but to me in that second, it feels like I can see the whole thing, my whole new life. It's funny you know, there's not much that you can feel you ever truly know, but you're always sure what it's gonna be like if only- If only you hadn't stayed in this house. If only you had some courage to walk out that door. If only you hadn't stood at that sink everynight and watched a million different suns set on that same sad horizon. It makes me mad. Frustrated, y'know? So, you don't go gettin on me about my life, about what I'm doing wrong. You should take a look in the mirror for once. Everything you've said about me you're just as guilty for, worse.