←Recommendations of I Don't Look Like a Deer (a monlogue)

A wonderful, darkly comic monologue with lots going on beneath the surface and skewering, marvelously and satisfyingly, entitlement in the time of Covid. Lawing's Brenda Lovvinggood is someone I'd like to know!

A darkly humorous and yet all too plausible tale told by one person. A real achievement that vividly paints the portrait of an incident where people just don't listen.

I'd say, "How do you like them apples?", but I'm sure she doesn't look like an apple either.
I think I can put this succinctly. Just desserts. I loved this monologue.

Oh, Karma, thou art a heartless bitch. Or in this case, an alligator. Lee R. Lawing perfectly captures the setup and the action in exactly the right way to tell the cautionary tale what happens when you tempt fate, flaunt the rules, and mock others in the name of smug self-righteousness. Oh, snap!

Oh how I relished reading this aloud!
Sometimes fictional Schadenfreude is even better than the real thing, especially because the real thing takes so long.

Not here.

It’s a short monologue with a deliciously deliberate buildup. Lawing skillfully shows you his cards at just the right moment, evoking a sense of inevitability that might have been dread if the parties involved were different people.

But they are who they are. And proudly so.

The piece ever so matter-of-factly, even coldly reaches its climax, but the emotional disengagement is not only earned... it’s a reward.

Like I said: delicious.

Sometimes when a character meets her comeuppance, it's tragic.

But not in this very dark, very comic monologue by Lee R. Lawing. Not in how Miss Brenda spills the tea about the misadventures of a self-centered, entitled manicurist and her client.

You'll laugh, you'll cringe. You'll laugh again.