Sunday, January 27, 2013

Pride and Prejudice Monologue - Lydia

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE

Girl, age 14 to 16

Lydia has runaway with Mr Wickham. She believes they’re going to get married and hasn’t thought at all about how her choices will negatively affect her family or her friend, Harriet Forster. 

Dear Harriet,

You will laugh when you know where I am gone, and I cannot help laughing myself at your surprise to-morrow morning, as soon as I am missed. I am going to Gretna Green, and if you cannot guess with who, I shall think you a simpleton, for there is but one man in the world I love, and he is an angel. I should never be happy without him, so think it no harm to be off. You need not send them word at Longbourn of my going, if you do not like it, for it will make the surprise the greater when I write to them, and sign my name Lydia Wickham. What a good joke it will be! I can hardly write for laughing. Pray make my excuses to Pratt for not keeping my engagement, and dancing with him to-night. Tell him I hope he will excuse me when he knows all, and tell him I will dance with him at the next ball we meet with great pleasure. I shall send for my clothes when I get to Longbourn; but I wish you would tell Sally to mend a great slit in my worked muslin gown before the are packed up. Goodbye. Give my love to Colonel Forster. I hope you will drink to our good journey.

Your Affectionate Friend,

Lydia Bennet

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Original Monologue - Girl, age 11 to 14

UMBRELLA
Girl, age 11 to 14

An umbrella is a stupid thing to get in a fight with your mom over. But she wanted me to get the same ruffled pink umbrella I’ve had since I was three. I don’t feel like a ruffled pink umbrella kind of person anymore, you know? I wanted this art print umbrella I’d found at the museum gift shop. It was the kind of umbrella that made me wish for rainy days. It was perfect, but my mom said ‘no.’ She didn’t just say ‘no;’ she actually told me the pink one matched my style better. Like I have no idea what my style is. Like that’s something she can decide for me. And while I stood there trying to explain how completely wrong she was, she took one of the stupid pink umbrellas up to the counter. That’s when I lost it. Right there in the store. I came this close to telling her I’d broken the old umbrella, just so I wouldn’t have to be seen with it anymore. Next thing you know she’s stomping out the door telling me I could spend the year with wet hair, because she wasn’t buying me anything if I was ‘going to behave like this.’ I’ve never been so relieved in my life. And she was wrong; I won’t have wet hair all year, because Grandma drove me back to the museum gift shop. When it rains, I’ll be out dancing it, with an umbrella that’s all me.

Friday, January 25, 2013

Audition Web Sites

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Lord of the Flies Monologue


LORD OF THE FLIES
PIGGY

I expect there’s a lot more of us scattered about. You haven’t seen any others, have you? I’d run and have a look about with you, but my auntie told me not to run, on account of my asthma. Can’t catch me breath. I was the only boy in our school what had asthma. And I’ve been wearing specs since I was three. I expect when we find the others, we ought to have a meeting. And we’ll want to know all their names, and make a list. I don’t care what they call me, so long as they don’t call me what they used to call me at school. They used to call me ‘Piggy.’ No. Please! I said I didn’t want to be called --” Oh. Oh fine. Just so long as you don’t tell the others.”