If you write a monologue: consider who your character is speaking to and avoid just telling a story

You must choose ONE of the following assignments:
Option 1: Playwriting Assignment
You will be taking on the creative role of the playwright for this assignment.
You must write a scriipt.
It can be a monologue (one character) or a dialogue (two characters).
If you write a monologue: consider who your character is speaking to and avoid just telling a story.
If you write a scene of dialogue: consider starting the scene in the middle of an argument or discussion to keep it from being boring.
The scriipt can be about any topic you choose.
Try to make your character(s) distinct and unique. Interesting characters make for fun theatre!
Remember the formatting:
Character names are in ALL CAPS and are centered on the page
On the next line, begin the dialogue – all dialogue should be left justified.
When switching to a new character, leave one blank line
Stage directions belong in (italics and parentheses) and are left justified.
Upload your scriipt to Canvas.
Option 2: Monologue Assignment
You will be taking on the role of an actor for this assignment.
Select one of the monologues from the choices below.
Rehearse your piece.
You must memorize it.
Do your best to think about the scene, who the character is, what they are going through, who they are talking to, and what their goal is in the scene.
Record yourself performing
Start by stating your first and last name, what monologue you’ve chosen and the playwright.
For example: “Hello, my name is Chelsea Curto and I will be doing a piece from A Doll’s House by Henrik Ibsen”
Upload your video to Canvas.
Choose from one of these three monologues: download
Option 1: SPARKS IN THE PARK By Nobel Mason Smith
(A young poet is writing a play for a competition and they have writer’s block)
All right..give me a break. I really think I’m going insane. Do you want to know why I’m going insane? Well, I’ll tell you anyway. It’s all because of this. Can you read it? It says, “Write a play and see it produced by two professionals in New York City in America’s Annual Young Playwrights Festival”. Pretty neat. My English teacher gave it to me just before school was out for the summer. This thing has been like a curse. It’s killing me. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I have to do this or anything. It’s just become like a quest. I always thought…hey, I could write a play. I mean…listen. I have been to so many bad plays in my life. Stupid, idiotic plays…plays that make you say, My gosh, what kind of madman wrote this?” And do you know why there are so many bad plays? BECAUSE THEY ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO WRITE!! I have been sitting in this stupid room all month. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say. That’s just it. I have too much to say. I’m too incredibly smart. Write a play…write a play. Have you ever gone to a play and sat through about the first ten minutes, maybe even up to intermission, without have any idea what was going on? People are sitting around you laughing, or crying their brains out, and you’re just sitting there thinking, “Gosh, my tongue hurts”. What’s worse is when you have to go to a play, one you really like, and they give it this completely moronic ending. I hate them. I have decided that I hate plays more than anything in the world. That’s it. I give up. No more plays for me
Option 2: A…MY NAME IS STILL ALICE by Kate Shein
(a 30-year-old decides to take wedding matters into their own hands)
Excuse me, I’m here to register! For gifts. …When is the happy event? Oh, you mean wedding date. There isn’t one. I’m not getting married. Yes, I know this is the Bridal Registry, and that you only register brides. Frankly, I find that a bit discriminatory. LOOK, for months now I’ve been buying gifts for all my friends who’ve been getting married. It’s an epidemic. It’s not that I begrudge them their happiness. It’s just…yesterday this voice inside my head started screaming at me. “Why do you keep buying presents for people who have already found everything they want?” I mean, isn’t it enough that they fell in love? They’ve found someone who’ll give them a FOOT MASSAGE whenever they want. Why do they get to register for things like…like…like a set of “really good knives”? THEY’RE BECOMING A TWO-INCOME FAMILY FOR GOODNESS SAKE, WHY CAN’T THEY BUY THEIR OWN KNIVES???!!! Now then. Put me down for two pairs of candlesticks. …I know I’m single. I confront that fact every day of my life. It’s fine! I LIKE it!
Option 3: Food for Fish by Adam Szymkowicz
(Bobbie has just received a rejection letter for their novel.)
Dear Sir, Did you even read my masterpiece? If you had, you would not be sending me this form letter of rejection. Not unless you are indeed a complete and worthless moron. I do not accept you as an arbiter of real talent. I have more talent than all of you put together if it comes to that! You with your hackneyed conventions, have usurped the foremost places in art and consider nothing genuine and legitimate except what you yourselves do. Everything else you stifle and suppress. I do not accept you. I do not. It was optimistic of me to think that you were not an undiscerning fool.
Are you all conspiring against me, you with your form letters on separate letterheads that converge into one voice? As punishment for this, your highest crime, know that you have pushed me to eschew publication altogether. Know that you and the others and the world at large will miss out on the rest of my work which I shall never again let you touch with your dirty and destructive hands. My work belongs to eternity now. To the universe of ephemera. But never to you. May you find your just punishment knowing you have kept another genius from the hungry world who aches to hear him. Sincerely, The Author Who Would Have Made You Famous.