NORA: I am going to fling you right out of this hammock, Colleen Foley. You’re not taking my bed under the stars. You can’t have it. I wanted some goddamned apple pie and there was none to be had. It was you, wasn’t it? You ate the other half. No wonder you’re fat and out of shape and a mess. I wanted that pie because I was terrified. Terrified I’ve made a mess of my life. Nothing to show for a day of it. Not a real home, a pet, a MAN, a child. I could have been a chiropractor and studied the healing arts. I was hired you know, almost, but then on the third interview the doctor stood up and said, “I can’t hire you, your heart isn’t into this and I’ll have spent time training you, giving you the best part of my art and you’ll leave me and never use it.” How did she know I always leave everyone and everything? Like she was some kind of seer of the soul. Like she had seen the long line of opportunities in my life I’d left for some petty bullshit dream, like she could see…..
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- Written by: Dominique Cieri