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I decided to organize a weekly creative writing exercise in the office to sharpen the skills of the writing pool. Everyone takes a turn inventing an exercise or a prompt.

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29.1.07
Exercise 20 - Fictional Monologue

 

The exercise given today was to create a monologue for a fictional character imagined from the picture above.  I imagined long and hard who she could be and the circumstances from her pained expression.  I finally decided on a character and setting and built a monologue around her story.  To keep me guided on what to write for her monologue, I imagined the history behind the years and the lines on her face hence her bitter conviction and emotional resolve.  I hope I created a realistic character. 

 

I just realized, I never gave her a name.  Does it matter?

 

The Immigrants, New York, I922

You ingrate!  For years I’ve toiled everyday so that we can be here in America and all you can say is you like it better when we were in Palermo!  You think I don’t miss our hometown too!  Vaffanculo!  Vaffanculo! 

This is what we wanted!  A new start.  That’s all we wanted, remember?  A chance to build a new life.  This is it.  Look around you.  It may not look like much but this is exactly what we wanted.

Don’t you give me that look Enzo!  Yes, we are hungry but we always were even back home.  We are cold and our roof leaks, yes, but our cottage in Palermo wasn’t much better.  So don’t you dare give me that look, like I did this to you.  We wanted this.  And we knew it wouldn’t be easy!

I was young too you know!  When I was your age I had many suitors. I didn’t always look like this, don’t you forget that.  But I lived a long and hard life. Not for myself but for you.  Look at my hair.  These weren’t always gray you know!  Look at my lines.   Ahhh (annoyed).  Enzo, look at me when I’m talking to you.  (louder) I said look at me when I’m talking!!!.  Better.  Look at my eyes.  These did not always look tired you know. 

(sigh)

Enzo, my dear Enzo!  Remember when you first saw ‘Liberty’?  Yes, Ellis Island.  Her thorny crown and her torch held high.  You saw her first through the thick mists.  The whole boat erupted after your first shout.  Remember how it felt then.  Enzo?

(in resignation) You choose not to answer.  Very well.  But I remember it well Enzo.  I remember it well.

I remember you we’re so excited to have finally made it here.  America – “The land of promise”. Young Nico wanted to come with us but his father wouldn’t let him go. Remember?  This is the dream of your friends you left behind.  This is our dream.  I remember it felt like heaven to see ‘Liberty’ and this – America.  I know you remember too Enzo.  I know you do.  Remember the emotion Enzo.  Because after all that we’ve gone through, that burning feeling still in your heart is all we have now.

(After a while) I’m sorry.  So sorry.


Posted at 05:44 pm by bisoy

 

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