this one's for the girls

this is a poor excuse for a post, but i thought i'd share an excerpt from the monologue i'll be performing tonight. it's from the play, cigarettes and chocolate by anthony minghella. i confess i've never read the entire work (an absolute N-O for ever performing a selection, but what can i say, i ran out of time). it's the final speech of the play, as Gemma confesses to the audience why she gave up talking. that's right. this women stops speaking for months, much to the confusion of her family and friends.

the earlier part of the piece reflects on how very little changes in life . . . life is cyclical and if you hang around long enough, you'll discover that the pattern just repeats itself. [fashion is certainly one obvious example of the "life cycle," which is touched on in the piece.]

but anyways . . . this particular part struck me and is the reason i decided to do this selection.

What do you remember? When all is said and done? A kiss? The taste of someone’s lips? A view? A breath? A tune? The weight of your grandmother’s coffin? The veins on your mother’s legs. The white lines on her stomach.

Don’t speak for a day and then start looking.


i just love it.
enjoy the weekend everyone.