When I first wrote it I was very angry. The piece should have been called "Christina's written therapy." I hope the piece is actually stage worthy, but we shall see as drafts are being passed around and critiqued.
Looking at it now I feel a million miles away from it, which is exactly where I need to be.
My monologue is a mix of Dexter and Rupaul's drag race. I look forward to seeing it on stage, because I don't really want to perform this piece. The real life version was enough, and the fantasy version is just a little overkill. I'm getting feedback from a great actress friend of mine, who I hope will perform it.
I need a wordy and gutsy bootch to execute this character. God send me one.
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*ahem
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