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Today's piece is a continuation of "Beloved Monster," the strange little one I wrote at the end of 31P31D 2012. I was looking through my previous year's entries and came across that one, which inspired me for this one. It's not particularly dramatic, not something I could turn into a more complete work, but I like the melancholia reflectiveness of it.

Never Really Here
By Phoebe Roberts

THE MAID
THE BEAST
~~~

(THE MAID sits alone. THE BEAST approaches silently behind her.)

BEAST: You don’t call me around as often as you used to.

MAID: I never thought that would happen.

BEAST: Maybe it’s for the best.

MAID: Maybe. Probably.

BEAST: But even now, you think of me from time to time.

MAID: I do. Sometimes I even miss you.

BEAST: You always missed me. You had to, since I was never really here.

MAID: That’s why it’s good that you’re not always on my mind anymore.

BEAST: But you still miss what I meant to you.

MAID: It’s stupid, I know. God, how I suffered for you.

BEAST: I’m sorry about that.

MAID: As you said. You were never really here. You… you never really loved me in return.

(Pause.)

MAID: But I remember how I felt. The intensity, the fire. And I never felt that way about anything, or anyone, else.

BEAST: Does that make you sad?

MAID: A little. But you know, I got a lot in trade. I have things now that I could never have with you. It’s only… I’m a little sorry for him.

BEAST: You’re good to him. And he knows you love him.

MAID: That’s true… but I know in my heart it’s still not what I felt for you.

BEAST: It’s not that simple.

MAID: Of course not. What he and I have is real, and mature, and the sort of thing built to last in the world and through the realities of life. There is a weight and shape to that that I can hold onto. But the fact remains. I know in my heart that no matter what, I will never love anyone the way I loved you.

BEAST: I’m sorry.

MAID: But that’s the whole trouble, isn’t it? You’re not sorry, or un-sorry. You don’t love me, or not love me. You can’t. Because you were never really here.

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About Me

My name is Phoebe. I'm Boston area theater professional and English professor focused in writing, acting, directing, and modeling. I'm known for having lots of interests, lots of opinions about those interests, and a very high estimation of the value thereof. This blog is for talking about whatever's on my mind, from my daily life to my activities to musing on any number of abstract topics. Thanks for taking the time to read.

My productions:

Upcoming Productions:



MRS. HAWKING part 2 and 3


at the Watch City Steampunk Festival 2016

presented by The Chameleon's Dish

Vivat Regina
by Phoebe Roberts

at 2PM

and

Base Instruments
by Phoebe Roberts

at 6PM

Saturday, May 13th 2017
at 274 Moody Street, Waltham, MA

Other Achievements:

"The Tailor at Loring's End" screenplay
Quarter Finalist in the Final Draft Big Break Screenwriting Competition 2013

"Adonis" screenplay
Top Ten Percent in the Bluecat Screenwriting Contest 2015

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