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I have been doing some writing this week, and decided to undertake a new project.
I am updating the classic Thorton Wilder play, Our Town as a contemporary piece. I know people have done things like this before, but I really think I have a fresh take on it.
I’m going to post one of monologues here - please be kind! I’m just starting out!

EMILY:
I’m ugly.
My jaw hurts. It’s like…I been grinding my teeth ‘cause I’m nervous.
It’s weird…I’m not really nervous. Have you ever had butter beans?
What? Listen. Oh this feels so good to itch.
This feels like heaven.
Mama?
See what you passed down to me?
I have to say something. I want to see that movie? Listen. What are you doing? You’re zooming in—you’re doing something weird. Why are you looking through the peephole? You’re acting like a camera man. Stop looking through the peephole.
Listen. Well…when is going to be playing? Oh no, when did Spun come out. I want to see that. Huh. HUH? Really?
You’re lying. It was really on the bus?
That’s like a new movie and stuff.
WHERE HAVE I BEEN?
I’m confused, ‘cause I feel like I been missin’ out. On life. You think I’m…this is what I have to talk about. I feel like I’ve been missing out on life. LIFE. Like things and things going on. Like I feel like I’m behind or something. I know that sounds so weird, but I do.
HUH? What are you talking about, “all the partying?” What’s that supposed to mean? Huh? I’d go watch that movie and just drink at home.
Well, what I’m trying to say is do you ever feel like you’re…like can some people….Have you ever seen back to the future? Is that possible? To time travel speed? Yes it is, George. Maybe I think people can do that and I think some people are ahead of us.

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