A fresh fragmentary monologue about conspiracies, disclosure and what it means to look at a number of aspects held in the collective conscioussness about the coming prophecies concerning the beginning of a new age.
Again, another experiment. Using techniques from college, as I have started writing again. Take a conflict from your real life and exaggerate it to theatricality. To great effect! I used to be a waiter, and all of you who have held the same position know this feeling and want to act on it.
A short piece I wrote just experimenting with non-comedic work. There's a script between 2 people there, a short monologue afterwards, and something that popped into my head that would be included in the work if I fleshed it out.
It is 2010, Savannah Georgia. We are at the beginning stages of a Zombie infestation. Although the details have not been ironed out just yet, I am leaning more towards a toxic experimental waste spilling into the water affecting all the adults. Main characters in the story are a brother and sis...