Category Archives: dramatic monologues

single speaker, listener

Eyes Wide

I wrote this to read at my 80th birthday party, but passed because I decided it was too something slash other for the occasion. #1152 Continue reading

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one-up

Sometimes, maybe it’s better to listen and nod sympathetically. (#966) Continue reading

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legal question

Another way of looking at the stupid weather we had this summer. (#895) Continue reading

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insidious

Just a minute, Charmaine: I see one over there—shit! That bitch beat me to it! I’ll have to get back to you— No, I’m in the hardware section; you know, where that tall guy with the big blue eyes—no, I’m … Continue reading

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coffee stop

I prefer booths; these tables are too close together, but not enough like a Paris café: where’s the arrogant waiter tyrannizing between the tables? These wimpy servers are too pale and worried to pull it off. You were talking about … Continue reading

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. . . than a sick husband

All wives know this for fact: There is no one sicker than a sick husband. I totally agree: and as you know, I am no wife. I tried to make a list of concerns, but I am too sick to … Continue reading

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conversation

Who else would sit here nodding, pretending to care about whatever comes into my head? I’d like a straw for my juice, please, dear. There was a time I could care less about robots but not any more; now they … Continue reading

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