In this monologue from the play, "Vibe Patrol", Lara vents about the chaos of her mother dating a much younger Zumba instructor, while all she really wants is to eat her eggs in peace. LARA:My mother is dating her Zumba instructor. His name is Chad.Yes—Chad.He’s twenty-seven. I’m thirty-four.So now, apparently, I have a stepfather who says things like “no cap” and wears … [Read more...] about Vibe Patrol
Comedic
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
Potlucky
In this comedic monologue from the play, "Potlucky", Alfred, a socially awkward guy at a community potluck, has some thoughts. ALFRED: So… um… I brought this. A can of cream corn. I know. It’s not homemade or creative or… edible without some extra steps. But, uh, here’s the thing. My oven is broken. And my stove. And my will to live. Also, I don’t really know anyone here. … [Read more...] about Potlucky
Mommy Dearest’s Memoirs
In this comedic monologue for women from the play, "Mommy Dearest's Memoirs", Flora, an adult child, recounts the bizarre stories their mother told them as life lessons. FLORA: My mother believed in hierarchy. She believed in structure. She believed in… alpha energy. Not for humans, no—she said we were too far gone. But for raccoons? For raccoons, there was still … [Read more...] about Mommy Dearest’s Memoirs
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