In this monologue from the play, "Too Heavy To Hold", Claire, a young woman sits slouched on a couch, knees pulled up, a half-empty drink in her hand. The remnants of the night’s party buzz around her—music muffled, laughter distant. She stares at nothing in particular as she speaks. You ever get so tired that even breathing feels like work? Like, you wake up, and there’s … [Read more...] about Too Heavy to Hold
The Waiting Room
In this monologue from the play, "The Waiting Room", Alex is seated in a sterile doctor’s office, tapping their foot nervously, glancing at the clock, and talking to themselves in a low voice. ALEX: Okay, it’s fine. It’s totally fine. People go to the doctor all the time. No one’s ever died in a waiting room… right? No, no—definitely not. I’m just here for some test results. … [Read more...] about The Waiting Room
How to Get Casting Directors to Actually Notice Your Headshot
Your headshot is the single most important marketing tool in your acting career. It’s your first impression, your calling card, and often the deciding factor in whether or not you even get called in for an audition. But with thousands of actors submitting for roles daily, how can you ensure that a casting director actually stops scrolling and notices your headshot? The key … [Read more...] about How to Get Casting Directors to Actually Notice Your Headshot
The Shape of Change
In this monologue for teen boys from the play, "The Shape of Change", Leo pieces things together about people vs. patterns in nature. LEO: People always want me to explain how I feel. Like I can just translate it into words, like a scientist explaining a reaction in a lab. But feelings don’t follow formulas. They don’t have symmetry or logic. They just… happen. Like the … [Read more...] about The Shape of Change
The Forgotten Soldier
In this dramatic monologue for older men from the play, "The Forgotten Solider", Mark speaks to a young man about the costs of war. MARK: They said I was a hero. A hero for surviving, for keeping my men alive. They shook my hand, pinned a medal on my chest, and then sent me home. I think that’s the cruelest part of it all. The sending home. Because they don’t tell you what … [Read more...] about The Forgotten Soldier