In this monologue from the play, "Out of the Woods", Jamie confesses her feelings about the small town she's in and how nature helps her escape. JAMIE: The woods are quiet at night. Too quiet. It’s not the peaceful kind of quiet, like in the movies. It’s the kind of quiet that seeps into your bones and makes you feel like maybe you’re the only person left in the world. And … [Read more...] about Out of the Woods
The Bridge Is Burning
In this monologue for men from the play, "The Bridge Is Burning", Devon grapples with the memories of his father on a bridge. DEVON: I see my father in my hands, you know? The way they shake when I’m angry, the way they ache from work. It’s like he handed me his life without asking if I wanted it. He used to stand here, right here on this bridge, staring at the water like it … [Read more...] about The Bridge Is Burning
Manhattan Trap
In this monologue for young men from the play, "Manhattan Trap", Roy confesses his urge to do the wrong things in life. ROY: It's like I've got this, compulsion, or whatever, to do the wrong thing. Ever since I was a kid. Even when I knew what was right—hell, even when I wanted to do what was right—something inside me would twist, like a gear grinding the wrong way, and I'd … [Read more...] about Manhattan Trap
Many Worlds
In this monologue from the play, "Many Worlds", Sharon muses to her partner about alternate versions of their reality. SHARON: You know the theory, right? The many worlds thing? Where every choice we make splits reality into a new branch. So somewhere out there, there’s another version of us. One where I didn’t storm out last night. One where you didn’t raise your voice.I … [Read more...] about Many Worlds
Unidentified Feelings
In this monologue from the play, "Unidentified Feelings", Jamie speaks at their first alien abduction survivors’ meeting. JAMIE: Hi. My name is Jamie, and... I was abducted. (beat) I don’t know how this usually goes. Do I start with the bright light? The tractor beam? Or the weird questions? It started with this noise. Outside my window. Like... like a chainsaw and a karaoke … [Read more...] about Unidentified Feelings