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Trilby James

Contemporary Monologues for Women

  • Александра Нестеренкоalıntı yaptı15 gün önce
    clue. And I feel… […] Sad. No, not sad. Worse than sad… I feel… […] Disappointed
  • Ivana Reynosoalıntı yaptı5 yıl önce
    Perve
    Stacey Gregg
  • Ivana Reynosoalıntı yaptı5 yıl önce
    No Romance
    Nancy Harris
  • Ivana Reynosoalıntı yaptı5 yıl önce
    Honour
    Joanna Murray-Smith
  • Davidalıntı yaptı6 yıl önce
    Did I ever give you my CV? Don’t think so. Okay, here it is: born in a boringly respectable home. Dad on the boats, on the rigs, now he’s on incapacity benefit. Mum, a cleaner, paid cash in hand, died of breast cancer. Law-abiding, dole-dodging, ordinary people. Got my GCSEs and my Highers, did an extension course in Management which was bollocks, never been further afield than Portugal. That’s me. Hardly worldly-wise. But no fool neither.
    I know we’re taking a liberal approach to the law here; I know our workers don’t swan in on Eurostar, don’t breeze through customs with a carefree smile; I know most of the money we make’ll not pass through the hands of Inland Revenue. And I can’t even believe I am saying this, even as I say it: I know what’s going on.
    And maybe I am mad, but I trust you to do this the way it has to be done, right. ’Cos I know for a fact it’ll happen whether we do it or not and I guess I’m naive enough to believe you care more, ’cos you know more, ’cos you’ve been where these guys have been. And if we can do this better, cleaner and get a roof over our heads and have a wee laugh along the way, you know, I am totally utterly with you.
    But if you abuse my trust – if you make this something dirty, something ugly, something cruel – I will walk out and I will not look back. Yeah?
    So stick me on your letterhead, your website, your whatever. ’Cos the real question isn’t, ‘What do I know?’, but, ‘What does Grimmer know?’
  • eb596alıntı yaptı6 yıl önce
    People talk about guilt as if it’s an instinct. That the second you do something wrong, you feel guilty. I don’t; what I’m feeling is power. You always join the story at the bit where they’re sorry, when they’re desperately begging for forgiveness; but there’s something before that, there’s now. In the space after the act and before the consequences, when you’ve got away with it; when you’re walking out of an unknown door, back down unknown streets and it’s still thumping in you – dawn’s breaking, dew’s settling and you’re skipping back home, flying on the thrill of it, you can taste it. Even back here, the quiet click of the door, the tiptoe in – the alcohol’s wearing off too quickly, I want it back – our bed and all the stuff that makes up life, our life – and – I don’t feel like a traitor; I can lie here whilst another man’s saliva dries off my lips and I can remember another man’s face bearing over me – and I enjoy it, I enjoy that all this seems new again.
    His alarm’s going off in ten minutes. He’ll roll over and grunt, curl himself round me like a monkey with its bloody mum. Just like every morning. He won’t notice that anything’s different – he won’t see that I have mascara down my face or that my hair is wet, because I’ve been running in the rain to get back before he wakes up, he won’t notice that I haven’t been here, that I’m drunk, no – for him, I became invisible a long time ago.
  • eb596alıntı yaptı6 yıl önce
    People talk about guilt as if it’s an instinct. That the second you do something wrong, you feel guilty. I don’t; what I’m feeling is power. You always join the story at the bit where they’re sorry, when they’re desperately begging for forgiveness; but there’s something before that, there’s now. In the space after the act and before the consequences, when you’ve got away with it; when you’re walking out of an unknown door, back down unknown streets and it’s still thumping in you – dawn’s breaking, dew’s settling and you’re skipping back home, flying on the thrill of it, you can taste it. Even back here, the quiet click of the door, the tiptoe in – the alcohol’s wearing off too quickly, I want
  • Alexandra Lewisalıntı yaptı8 yıl önce
    Charity
    from Dancing Bears by Sam Holcroft
  • missmaryannebrassilalıntı yaptı8 yıl önce
    Perve by Stacey Gregg
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