by D. M. Larson
by D. M. Larson
That local theatre reviewer is an idiot. He wouldn’t know a play if a stage fell on him.
(Looks at review in newspaper)
Wait. This review is really good.
“Brenda Star lives up to her name. Her radiant talent brightens this otherwise ordinary play.”
This is so great! My agent will go nuts. We better go get a copy of the paper so I can show my agent. Wait a minute. This smells like a set up. Wasn’t that awfully good timing? Madame Mooch says I’m going to be famous and then this person comes in here and acts like I’m some new star.
(Pauses and listens to her friend)
You’re right. How could she fake that newspaper review? It’s a coincidence. That’s all.
(Cell phone rings)
Hello? Hi, Gina.
It’s my agent. I’ll bet she saw the review.
Yeah, I read it.
(Waves away friend who is trying to talk to her)
Sorry, my friend is talking to me.
Yes, let’s do it.
I hate to admit this, but I’m at some psychic reading place.
(Picks up brochure)
You know her?
My agent’s been here.
Sure I’ll wait for her here.
(Hangs up phone)
You won’t believe this. Somebody is filming a movie in town and they saw my show last night. They want me to be in their movie. Gina said there are some big stars in it too. One of them had a scheduling conflict and can’t come. Gina’s sending the casting director over to see me now. They need somebody immediately and want me to do it.
This can’t be happening. Where is that Madame Money? Come out, Madame! I want a word with you. I know how these stories go. Remember that story the Monkey’s Paw? At first, everything is great. You get everything you wish for, then the bottom drops out. Don’t be mad, Heather. I’m sorry. I have to admit there might be something beyond my comprehension going on here.
Madame Mooch. I need a word with you. I wonder why she isn’t reappearing?
(Pulls out money)
I’m not speaking her language.
I have something green for you.
END OF MONOLOGUE
From the published play "Somebody Famous" by D. M. Larson available on Amazon.com copyright (c) 2016