– The seats are laid out in a half circle.
– General wash of light as audience enter. White noise plays.
– Goes dark, then there’s a pinpoint light on a pair of shoes. Actor steps into the light and pinpoint expands to allow for the actor to be in the light with the shoes.
– Soft sound of people chatting and walking (hospital noise, beeping etc.)
These are my favourite shoes. These shoes are what brought me here, I suppose without them I’d still be at home, still be studying and with my family. But no, these shoes brought me here, and now I can’t leave. Not until I’m better they say, but I don’t see how I’m to get better when I’m not ill in the first place. I’m fine and no one here gets that. I don’t understand. I just want these shoes to take me home. To what I know and love. Home. These shoes brought me here and now I want them to take me home.
Everything’s just too clean here. It feels so clean, it feels dirty. But it’s not dirty. Not like it is at home. The mud trodden welcome mat, the dust on the top of the telly, the banana peel in the bin, the slight damp in the bathroom, the basket of clothes that needs washing… Home. I just want these shoes to take me home.
[Increased pace] People visit me here, and ask me if I’m okay? And I say ‘of course’ because I’m not even ill and I don’t understand why everyone treats me like a glass vase, teetering on the edge of a table, that might fall and smash any minute, breaking into a million tiny pieces… [slowing] I don’t understand. Why don’t they just treat me like I’m human? After all I’m not ill… I just want these shoes to take me home. I just want these shoes to take me home. I just want these shoes to take me home. I… Just… Want… These… Shoes… To… Take… Me… Home…
“Home is where the heart is” they say, well if that is true, and home is where the heart is, then why must they keep me here? My heart is not here, so how am I supposed to get better? It’s just cruel. Why would anyone keep anyone else away from where their heart is? I’m not even ill! I don’t understand. I just want these shoes to take me home! I just want these shoes to take me home! I just want these shoes to take me home!
These are my favourite shoes.
[darkness]
So, this is what I wrote during our first writing exercise in our second lesson. It was a case of simply writing what ever came to us in the moment and not thinking too deeply into things.
Negatives: 1) it’s a rather cliché subject – it’s been done a lot and is anything but original. 2) it’s not got much content – it could do with more flesh on the paragraphs before the repetition at the end, because the paragraphs are so short it feels like the repetition is happening far too much. 3) In general the whole thing’s a bit too short – although I feel that I’ve closed it off and would struggle to make it longer without being too repetitive.
Positives: 1) Although I’ve wrote being cliché as a negative – it’s also a positive, as there’s a reason it’s cliché – because it’s simple and it works. 2) Repetition – although it’s perhaps used a little too much, repetition is good and can be very effective if used correctly. 3) Similarly to the work of David Cale, the topic isn’t from my own experience, but I have personalised it and made it sound autobiographical.
Ultimately, I don’t think I will be pursuing this monologue, I perhaps might take something from it, such as the topic of mental health, but that is all. As my first attempt of writing a monologue, it wasn’t awful, but it also wasn’t great. This will be the start of better work in the future.