So, listen: I'm the villain in this monologue. I'm the coulrophobic. And for the record and in my defense: it's not because of Pennywise or Poltergeist, it's a visceral thing that predates both -- but we can get into that later. To the point: Occasionally people write really great stuff that makes me see and/or think about clowns, despite myself. (See also Adam Szymkowicz's brilliant and triggering Clown Bar.) In RESPECT THE NOSE, Monica Cross has written a witty, moving, and entertaining cris de couer/rallying cry/showstopper that demands my admiration, heebie-jeebies be damned. Respect, Cozymittens. Respect.

Respect "RESPECT THE NOSE." It's not just a fascinating exploration of clowning. It's also an inspiring anthem to self-expression, a useful meditation on finding your own voice that is distinct from the culture surrounding you. A great piece for young actors.

Everyone has an inner clown and it's a joyful, insightful and empowering thing to be 'in nose' as this monologue describes so brilliantly. Disclaimer: I am a clown doctor so may be biased!