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 “Secrets” 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: #48 Secrets

The thing with secrets is if you never share them with anyone, you never know if anything will become of them. So recently I made up my mind to start sharing some of my inner thoughts to see what happens. And that’s why you’re here. There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you…You know, I had this whole speech prepared. I kept rehearsing it in my head, over and over again, until it was this poetic thing. And now that you’re in front of me, of course I’m drawing a blank. So I’m just going to tell you…tell you exactly what’s on my mind…tell you like it is…I like you. And you don’t need to respond to that, you can just take that, think about it, if you have something great to say about it, wonderful, get back to me about that. If not…let’s just pretend this is a weird dream you had. Or better yet, we can pretend this never happened. So there it is…take it or leave it. We can see what happens, or what doesn’t happen.

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 “Moving” 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: #47 Moving

It’s a difficult decision. My whole life is here. But the thought of just taking this new job in a new city, there’s just something so romantic and appealing about it. My life is here… There’s a part of me that just wants to be able to nonchalantly say that there’s nothing keeping me here…that I can just up and leave and everything will be fine. I haven’t had much of a solid relationship in years, so dating really isn’t keeping me here. And I have a handful of pretty good friends, but I feel like anywhere you go you can make a handful of pretty good friends. But when I think about it…it’s tough. This place has become home. I’ve memorized the public transit routes, I’ve grown to love certain restaurants, and I do have that core group of friends. And even though I seem to think that no matter where you go you can still make a handful of decent friends, the truth is…it’s difficult. If you leave something that’s so known and familiar and comfortable, and you’re introduced to a city where you don’t know any one, you’re just starting from scratch—it’s tough. The more I think about it, I’ve gotten so comfortable here—I’ve settled and I haven’t bothered looking for anything better. And maybe this is the perfect opportunity for me to shake things up a bit and see if I land on my feet.

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 “Friendship Over” 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: #46 Friendship Over

Really? You want to know why? You want to know why I haven’t picked up the phone when you’ve called me? And why I haven’t bothered calling you back in weeks? Okay fine, I’ll tell you why. It’s because I feel like this hasn’t really been a friendship in years. I mean come on, what did you think? Every time I see you, you just put me down. You know what my insecurities are and you like to fixate on them and poke and prod and make fun of them. I’m well aware of your insecurities but I would never make fun of them. Cause I always thought that’s what friends did. And clearly I’m not really your friend if you don’t feel a need to make me feel good about myself. And then there’s the thing where every time I see you, I just drive you around. So I’m your chauffeur and human punching bag. And quite frankly I can’t keep doing this. I just can’t. The other day I was thinking about it, and I realized there’s no reason for me to opt into this type of relationship. There’s no reason for me to willingly hang out with people who make me feel this way. So just let me do this. My first step to truly being happy is not hanging out with people like you.