100 Monologues – Monologue #35: Grief

100 Monologues is a project where I’m writing monologue scripts, performing, and filming the pieces. Since I’m beginning to dabble in acting, the project is meant as a means for me to acquire more acting experience where I can work on refining my craft. You can find out more about the project here.

Below is the script from the “Grief” monologue. If you’re a student who would like to perform this monologue for class, just make sure you credit me, Maggie Coyle, as the author. For any other use of the script, please contact me.

100 Monologues: #35 Grief

I…I don’t know how to react to this. I don’t know what I can do to help. How do you help someone who just found out they have a terminal illness? There’s nothing you can do. No words can really make anything better. It’s set in stone. There’s a known end date. And I feel so powerless to comfort him at all. I feel like I’m turning into a distant stranger—someone watching his tragedy from far away, thinking about it occasionally. But the reality is that I think about it every day. I think about it too much. And every time I think about his impending doom, I just want to fall to the ground and sob uncontrollably. There’s something comforting in being able to lose control. But I can’t…I’m too terrified to show anyone how torn up I feel inside.

100 Monologues – Monologue #34: I’m Not a Fool

100 Monologues is a project where I’m writing monologue scripts, performing, and filming the pieces. Since I’m beginning to dabble in acting, the project is meant as a means for me to acquire more acting experience where I can work on refining my craft. You can find out more about the project here.

Below is the script from the “I’m Not a Fool” monologue. If you’re a student who would like to perform this monologue for class, just make sure you credit me, Maggie Coyle, as the author. For any other use of the script, please contact me.

100 Monologues: #34 I’m Not a Fool

Are you kidding me? Who do you take me for? Some idiot who can’t see what’s really going on? I was in love with you…in love…I gave you my all and this is how you repay me? You break my heart and expect me to just let you get away with it. I’m not a fool. I’m not going to let you do this. You can’t do this to me. You can’t…you can’t pretend we never had anything to begin with. We’ve spent years together, we’ve traveled to Spain. We’ve spent summers and winters by each other’s side. We’ve run through rainstorms and have strolled through beautiful autumn days. You can’t just leave that all behind without thinking once about it. All of it had to mean something to you. Unless you’re really a monster who looks at me like I’m a stranger now.