Oh, my heart. I'm so grateful for Marj's beautiful depiction of this moment, which is specifically detailed, yet accessibly universal. The sense of wanting to belong, and then finally belonging, aches throughout this monologue, giving us a window into what it feels like to 'not fit the type'. What is the type? The ingenue? The matron? O'Neill-Butler asks pointed questions about identity and assumptions, with her usual grace and empathy. A powerful audition piece, class study, or part of a line-up of short plays featuring voices we don't hear enough. Brava!
Oh, my heart. I'm so grateful for Marj's beautiful depiction of this moment, which is specifically detailed, yet accessibly universal. The sense of wanting to belong, and then finally belonging, aches throughout this monologue, giving us a window into what it feels like to 'not fit the type'. What is the type? The ingenue? The matron? O'Neill-Butler asks pointed questions about identity and assumptions, with her usual grace and empathy. A powerful audition piece, class study, or part of a line-up of short plays featuring voices we don't hear enough. Brava!