Monologuing

Justin and I are taking Script Analysis, which is less of analyzing scripts and more of writing monologues... I don't know.

Fortunately for me, this is within my comfort zone. I would rather write original stuff than get into technical analyzing. Here is my latest (and I think greatest) monologue yet. There were no perimeters, really, and it was fun to have the freedom. Enjoy.


Why are you looking at me? I'm just sitting here. Just sitting here...here...Okay, okay, it was my fault. That's what you're saying, huh. Huh? Yeah, okay, okay. I did it! I did it! Stop staring.

My hands are cracked. Almost bleeding. I can't stop wringing...Oh! Oh! Oh! Eyes...cat eyes itching at my hands! tearing at my hands! ripping at my hands! They're...They're...They're... siamese blue.

Like my veins. Glowering, gawing, gaping at me.

Well! I guess we see now how it's going to be! Me, sunk into this chair, in this room, in this space, and you...oh god! You! With your eyes! WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT, CAT??

Oh! Ha ha ha! You're made of glass! Ha ha! Glass! That's nice. There's a nice kitty.


I hope you enjoyed it! That's all it's really for. Oh, and hopefully an "A" in Script Analysis.