Plug: BEATRICE, A New Play

Hello! Firstly, I am going to keep this up, but perhaps make it weekly, for now. Things are a little hectic.

Secondly, PLUG!

A workshop production of my new play, BEATRICE, is going up at the Producers’ Club (358 W 44th St.) in NYC, if anyone is in the city and would like to attend! Tickets are still available on Sunday, April 12, at 12:00pm, 3:00pm and 7:00pm on Brown Paper Tickets: beatrice.bpt.me

More info: www.MarrowsEdge.org

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Abundance

PETE: So you have to look in the center of the eyepiece.

CLIFF: I got it, Pop.

PETE: And when they come out, you have to be very quiet.

CLIFF: When are they gonna come out?

PETE: Could be any time, son.

CLIFF: Did you always hunt as a kid, Pop?

PETE: Of course I did, it builds character and it’s great sport. If you get one today, I’ll be so proud of you.

CLIFF: Gee, I dunno if I will.

PETE: Shhh. I hear something. Keep your finger on the trigger.

CLIFF:

PETE:

CLIFF: I see one!

PETE: Heavens to Betsy, there are two of them.

PETE aims his rifle, too.

PETE: Now, you listen close. Aim for the head of the little one, I’ll get the parent. If you make so much as a rustle, we’ve lost ’em. You understand?

CLIFF: Yes.

PETE: On my three. One…. two…

CLIFF:

PETE: Three!

They fire. 

CLIFF: We got ’em!!

PETE: Two in a row! That’s my boy! Gimme hoof.

Pete and Cliff high-hoof each other.

CLIFF: I love hunting humans.

PETE: C’mon, let’s go check to see if they’re dead.

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Option

Rain. Man at curb. Woman pulls up.

WOMAN: Lost?

MAN: No, this is my bus stop.

WOMAN: Oh, sorry. You looked lost.

MAN: Well, I feel lost, so you’re not far off.

WOMAN: Do you need a ride?

MAN:

WOMAN:

MAN: Thank you. But I shouldn’t.

WOMAN: Shouldn’t?

MAN: Yeah. Thank you, though.

WOMAN: Ah, you think I’m going to whisk you away? We’re going to have an affair because we’re both businesspeople married with kids, and it’s raining and it’s nice and warm inside my car and probably at the fancy hotel where I’m on a business trip, and because we’re both kind of depressed, it will be wonderful and luxurious and artistic and awe-inspiring, and we’ll never see each other again, but you’ll never forget it for the rest of your life?

MAN:

MAN: Yes.

WOMAN: Well, you might have been right.

She speeds away in a puddle, leaving him soaked. 

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Cyber Monday

ROB: Good morning sweetheart.

CYNTHIA: I know, I was up early. Wool socks were 50% off.

ROB: What time did you get up?

CYNTHIA: I don’t really remember sleeping. Kids’ sneakers were 65% off.

ROB: You were in bed next to me.

CYNTHIA: Yeah I closed my eyes until you fell asleep, got up around 1am. Potted succulents were 46% off.

ROB: So let me get this straight, you were up since 1am for wool socks?

CYNTHIA: I guess so. Tea kettles were 39% off.

ROB: I need to get to work. Don’t you have to get ready?

CYNTHIA: Put on a sweater and I’m good to go. Car seats were 59% off.

ROB: Will you stop? And our youngest is nine years old; car seats?

CYNTHIA: What time will you be done tonight? Ragdoll kittens were 25% off.

ROB: You bought a…? Cynthia?

CYNTHIA: Grandfather clocks were 44% off.

ROB: Cynthia, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.

CYNTHIA: Vintage records were 75% off.

ROB: I’m leaving you. Me and the kids.

CYNTHIA: Decorative ceramic salamanders were 38% off.

ROB: I found another woman, and I’ve been slowly introducing the kids to her. They love her. We’re moving to Walla Walla. Hello?

CYNTHIA: Power strips were 66% off.

ROB: Cyn.

CYNTHIA: Chestnuts in bulk.

ROB: Stop.

CYNTHIA: 43% off.

ROB: Do you have anything to say? To me? About us? About this?

CYNTHIA: Divorce attorney consultation. 15% off. Psychotherapy session 30% off. Dating site membership 43% off. Black dress 32% off. Movie tickets and steak dinner package 50% off. Ticket to Antigua 35% off. Typewriters 20% off. Writing classes 41% off. My book about hating you, full price.

ROB: I see how you feel.

CYNTHIA: Digital download of “I Will Always Love You” 37% off.

ROB: I’m sorry.

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Thankful

CASSIDY: Grandpa.

GRANDPA: Yes?

CASSIDY: Are you thankful for me?

GRANDPA: You want to know what I’m thankful for? Radio programs. A good book. My When the Reds won the World Series in 1940. When I asked your Grandma out for a malt, and she said yes. When I gave Ricky Smith a black eye for bringing her flowers. Glenn Miller. James Stewart. Elizabeth Montgomery. Nat King Cole. The sound of a radiator. When the war was over. The first and only time I tried psychadelics. When my Pop left, and I wasn’t sorry. Sunrise. Moonrise. Lying on the hood of a Chevy, watching stars. Playing football, breaking my arm. Getting it signed by Fanny Miller from my English class. A good newspaper. A cigar. A fireplace. Fixing a backdoor. Yellow-bellied warbler. Poker and a sandwich. Beer in a bottle.

CASSIDY: But what about me, Grandpa?

GRANDPA: You’re nice to be around.

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Snow

DYLAN: Hi.

EM:

DYLAN: I understand going out to “cool down”, but…

EM: I can’t feel my fingers.

DYLAN: Do you want gloves?

EM: No.

DYLAN: Shall I get you a hot chocolate, or…?

EM: I’d like to suffer in peace, thanks.

DYLAN:

EM: I’m not ready for you.

DYLAN: I understand.

EM: No, you don’t. You’re going to come out here and smooth things over, and I’ll forget everything, and then our pattern will repeat ad nauseum. I don’t like patterns.

DYLAN: Okay, I get that, but I also don’t want you to die.

EM: I’ll come back in.

DYLAN: When?

EM: When I feel like it.

DYLAN: To me?

EM: To a life. To something.

DYLAN: All right.

EM: Look at the snow.

DYLAN: Nature knows how to start over.

EM: Stop philosophizing.

DYLAN: Sorry.

EM: If you want to stand out here with me, look at the snow.

DYLAN: What do you —

EM: Snow. Look at it.

DYLAN: Ok.

EM:

DYLAN:

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Teenage Christmas Present

CHIP comes downstairs.

CHIP: What is it, Mom?

MOM: Early Christmas present.

CHIP: Sweet! Is it a bong?

He opens the present. The box contains a slip of paper.

CHIP: “Get a job.”

MOM: Get the message?

CHIP: You’re no fun.

MOM: Get a job.

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