Stories tagged “theatre”
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Grand Finale
Shall we forgo the formalities? I’m tired of dancing around the subject, walking on eggshells in my character heels to try and discourage your temper. Spotlights from all directions. There is nowhere to hide. Stage makeup and costumes, but there&...
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Lovestruck
The chain on his bicycle is a rusty red. Strapped to the back of the bicycle is a small traveling wardrobe. Inside there is a violin and a fine tea set. He is wearing his best suit and hat. He has sold everything else he owned. Several years ago, he ...
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A Lover Scorned
Gerald sat and watched Jimmy and Rose play out the end of act two, loathing every minute of it. Jimmy, dressed in uniform, was just about to exit stage right when Rose ran past Gerald from stage left and screamed, “Roger, wait!” “Juli...
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So Close
This is it! This is the moment I’ve been waiting for! All my life I’ve dreamed of playing the lead role in a West End show and now I have that chance! I’ve been singing all day, making sure I know the songs, the dances, my lines. And ...
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16.5 [Coming of Age Challenge]
16.5 means second-guessing your every move trying to predict the impact it’ll have trying to make the right choices. 16.5 means sobbing at Senior Speeches in that cramped, sacred greenroom because you know it will be your turn soon to leave, and ...
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Alive
An energy circle: hands clasped tight, heavily made-up eyes squeezed shut. Silence except for the distant buzz of audience members filing in and the click-clack of shifting character heels. Then we break apart big smiles, inadvisable cheers. ̶...
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On the night
“He doesn’t have to shake me!” The girl screamed, raw throated to the crowd, her arms stretched unnaturally behind her and only her widened eyes expressing the pain voiced in her tirade. There was a hushed pause of shock. This was fol...
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Vignette: Theatre
An old building in an old district in an old town houses some old magic. The oldest magic. The magic of story and dance and art. The magic of make-believe. This old building was the dream of a young man. He believed, as do we all at some point in our l...
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Harlequin
The Harlequin stands on his hands, his legs dangling above him as the children laugh in glee. Next he flings his legs around, propelling him full circle back onto his hands before tumbling into a disgruntled master, too dramatically for true life. R...
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The New Guys: Gustav's Prayer
“And I’ll need you three to sign this release and I need contact information for your next-of-kin.” “I don’t have any family Mr. Gustav” I said irritably, “I told the person that in my telephone interview”...