About A Goth
Tom wells
MONOLOGUE
Character: Nick, a goth
Nick is seventeen.
To whom - the audience.
Where - unspecified. Perhaps Nicks bedroom and then his kitchen.
When - present day.
What has just happened - This speech is the start of a much longer monologue that forms a short play.
What To consider for the character:
Nick is narrated in the present tense, the events of a life changing day. Recollections from the past.
Nick is gay
He has feelings for Greg, and later on in the play it seems it may be reciprocated.
By the end of the day, Nick is no longer a goth.
WHAT HE WANTS
To vent out his feelings of frustration.
To separate himself from certain people.
He wants a strong identity for himself.
What benefit does he get by becoming a goth?
To find an outlet for his intelligent and highly sensitive nature.
To figure out why Greg has not called, and what Greg’s postcard might signify.
As beds go it is passable, I suppose. Obviously I would prefer to sleep in a coffin but as my mum has hilariously pointed out, they don’t seem to sell coffins at IKEA.
Yet.
I check my phone but. Nothing. Greg still hasn’t replied to my text. It has been three days and eleven hours now, which seems a bit relaxed even for someone as simply as him. Look in my sent text messages. It’s there in capital letters:
I HATE MY SELF AND I WANT TO DIE.
Ive wonder if I’ve been to subtle again. Probably. I forget not everyone is as emotionally mature and sensitive as me. I decide to have a wank, even that is doomed. Halfway through, I start worrying about getting stains on my new black duvet cover. My heart isn’t in it after that.
Breakfast is depressing as usual. All I want is to read Camus and eat my Coco pops, but it is so hard to concentrate with Dad’s armour clanking and mums clattering about with her tankards in the sink. Honestly. It’s tragic. Everyone else’s parents lie and cheat and have inner and Chuck teapots at each other. I get the worlds most cheerful medieval re-enactors. My mum leans over, dangles her fluted sleeve in chocolatey milk, passes me a postcard. It’s got a donkey on the front. Looking jaunty.
‘Camping is amazing.’
Three exclamation marks.
‘Weather perfect.’
A further two exclamation marks.
‘Dropped my phone off a cliff to prove it is shatterproof. It’s not. That was my old phone. Brilliant.’
Underlined.
‘Bet your missing me.’
‘Your’ spelt wrong.
‘ you big gay.’
No comment.
‘Greg.’
And a kiss.
Drama school is the direction I would want to go to hone in more skills and improve my acting this could change in the future. I feel from the start I lacked a lot in my acting and due to studying Stanislavsky, Brecht, Meisner, and using these elements such as naturalism and method acting in my acting dramatically improved my skills from what I previously had likewise known these techniques more in detail made me embody my characters wants, needs and desires.
Moreover, the feedback I received from peers is that they have noticed my articulations, projection and also confidence which has improved me to become more successful in demonstrating my character's purposefulness. However, on previous occasions, those elements had been a real obstacle when I started in the first term as it deprives me of manifesting the characterisation for the character that I was allocated. As a result, being able to improve these areas of my acting gives me multiple concepts on how I can develop my character successfully on upcoming events. Furthermore, the report I received from my teacher- Robert- was that I should eyeline up, avoid brands, phone away when appropriate, I should be confident in my ability, do my assignment has requested, endeavour to self-manage as I shouldn't be attempting to memorise a task e.g. monologue the day before, think carefully about the words I proclaim, overly articulate my words when necessary.
