Wednesday, December 14, 2016

November People's Choice Award

The people have spoken... The November People's Choice Award goes to Ann-Giselle Spiegler for her short play, Capital E Earth, presented as a staged reading at Monday Night PlayGround on November 14 at the Zephyr Theatre. Congratulations, Ann-Giselle!

Courtesy of Ms. Spiegler, we're pleased to share the first two pages from the award-winning script. Enjoy!

Capital E Earth
by Ann-Giselle Spiegler

Cast in Order of Appearance :
Bill – Male, Age 20-30, Any race, Not a writer.
Angie – Female, Age 20-30, Any race, A writer.

A modern day living room with a couch and small table with a couple of chairs. ANGIE is seated at the table, behind a laptop, trying to write. It isn’t going too well. BILL sits on the couch, also behind a screen, playing a game.

BILL
(Agitated) C’mon you little maggot, come on! Closer, closer, closer...there! THERE! I GOT YOU! I GOT YOU MAGGOT! I AM THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!

He jumps up off the couch and does a little
grinding dance. While he dances...

BILL
I AM THE M ASTER OF THE UNIVERSE! I AM THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE! FEAR ME!!!

ANGIE
(Annoyed) Will you keep it down, I am trying to write, here!

She stares blankly at the screen.

BILL
(Beat.) I can see that.

ANGIE
Well, your “M aster of the Universe “ dance derailed my train of thought and great art
takes concentration!

BILL
Oh the loss to the legacy of literature. How will we ever recover? I know! I will interpret
the loss in a dance.

He begins his dance again.

ANGIE
Oh my God! Are you twelve? Stop it!

BILL
I would stop, but I AM THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!!!

ANGIE
I am never gonna get this done!

BILL
(Interested, stops dancing) What is it about this time?

ANGIE
The Earth.

BILL
Like, the Earth earth, or like...dirt.

ANGIE
Like, the Earth Earth. Capital E Earth.

BILL
Ooooh. Heavy then. Im-port-ant.

ANGIE
You could say that. Or, I SHOULD be saying that. If I could figure out what to write.

BILL
Come ON Ange...you loooove that “Save the Earth, SHE is our Mother” hippy-dippy shizz. You haven’t eaten meat since the FIRST Clinton administration, your car is powered by fuel that used to cook french fries and I am pretty sure the compost pile in the back yard is going to qualify us as a duplex pretty soon ! This should be cake for you. Non GMO, cruelty free, no honey bees were harmed in the making of this cake, cake! Hurry up and finish it so we can order a pizza and I can shred your virtual corpse in a post apocalyptic non-recyclable world! (Doing his grinding right in her face as he says this..) Because I AM THE MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!
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Join us for the next Monday Night PlayGround on Monday, January 9, at the Zephyr Theatre and choose your own favorite. Click here for more info.

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