Hello! I'm Melanie, a 19 year old sophomore at the University of Michigan and hoping to become an English major. Don't hesitate to send me an ask or talk to me, I'm really quite friendly besides being so introverted that I can't talk to people first.
thehalfwaydecentgatsby said: Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead. It runs a bit more like 45 minutes, but it has a decent sized cast and is just incredibly good.
I really love the sound of Dog Sees God. The synopsis sounds like I really great play. :) I just need to read the script and see if my professor would have a problem with the length, since he didn’t really give me a guideline. Thank you so much!
urlforme said: ‘Sure Thing’ is a great show. It only has 2 actors though. One male and One female, and some of the content has to be edited
Oooh, I just looked up the plot summary for Sure Thing and I really like the sound of it! Thank you!
My acting professor had asked me to direct a one act in the fall for the theatre program. But I am….. somewhat of a procrastinator and I basically didn’t think to check the scripts the theatre program has. And now it’s the summer semester and the professor has gone away for the summer. Soooooo….. I can’t get to the scripts.
In other words, I need a good one act script that can be performed by students age 18 to 25. Cast size doesn’t really matter, I’d like at least 4 actors and either equal proportion of men to women or more women than men. I have no idea what running time I’m aiming for, probably under 30 minutes since it’s supposed to be a night of one acts. Does anyone know a play that can fit those criteria?
The ceremony passed as in a dream. Sansa did all that was required of her. There were prayers and vows and singing, and tall candles burning, a hundred dancing lights that the tears in her eyes transformed into a thousand. Thankfully no one seemed to notice that she was crying as she stood there, wrapped in her father’s colors; or if they did, they pretended not to. In what seemed no time at all, they came to the changing of the cloaks.
There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
“Five cute boys, stuck in a van with nothing much to do, decide to reenact The Book of Mormon’s opening number, because why not? Says a commenter on Towleroad: “The line between Mormon missionaries, chorus boys, and gay porn is so thin sometimes…”
BROOK I FOUND YOU A THING
I’m in love with the 14-17 year old in the front to the left. And I feel very wrong about that.
I’m proud of the kiddo who held out that note. I think he’s proud of himself too. Anyway, this is fantastic!