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10 Female Monologues From Love-Sick Characters
Looking for a monologue from a character who finds themselves in love, out of love, or searching for love? Male, Dramatic, 30ss Miriam, a Medieval Literature professor meets Mick, a mail guy in a closed chapel in Boston on Christmas Eve in the middle of the night. Miriam has left her sex-less marriage because she believes her husband is no longer attracted to her and Mick has just been dumped by his fiance. These two wounded opposites bump heads and philosophize about God and the writers of Bazooka bubble gum fortunes and finally manage to comfort each other. As the night progresses, they help each other uncover their best and most alluring qualities in this old fashion romance. Get the monologue here.
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Competition and audition season is quickly approaching! Have you found your monologue yet? Below are 10 monologues 5 dramatic and 5 comedic from love-sick female characters who have a bone to pick with love. In this scene, her step-sisters and step-mother have dropped more laundry on her and are forbidding her from going to the fair. The women leave, and as Molly goes through the laundry, she finds various shirts belonging to high-ranking individuals and fantasizes about who they belong to. Get the monologue here.
Romantic / Dreamy / Touching Monologues
Finding the perfect monologue can be a challenging task! None of the monologues that we select are self-written or stand-alone pieces. These are all legitimate options that can be used when auditioning for your next show.
I remember the feeling like there was something in the center of my chest, right under my ribs that was pressing up against my heart and my throat. Sometimes it choked me. Sometimes I would just cry. Looking at her, waiting for her, waking up with her. Just one salty little tear that got pushed out every once in a while. It was proof I guess. Proof enough for me.