This monologue struck me from the very first line. Partain writes on such an incredibly human level, and her plays ache with her fearless honesty. This play hurts because I have lived it, as has almost every woman I can only imagine. Partain puts the most beautiful language to it, and somehow, though the pain is there, the beauty of her words makes it hurt less. It makes me feel like I have someone out there who understands what it's like to be a woman, and to be alive when the world wishes you weren't. Wonderful, just wonderful.
This monologue struck me from the very first line. Partain writes on such an incredibly human level, and her plays ache with her fearless honesty. This play hurts because I have lived it, as has almost every woman I can only imagine. Partain puts the most beautiful language to it, and somehow, though the pain is there, the beauty of her words makes it hurt less. It makes me feel like I have someone out there who understands what it's like to be a woman, and to be alive when the world wishes you weren't. Wonderful, just wonderful.