Pink-Haired Girl (details15) wrote,
Pink-Haired Girl
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Give me that paper. Light your fire; do you think I dread it as much as the life of a rat in a cage? My voices were right. Yes; they told me you were fools, and that I was not to listen to your fine words, or trust to your charity. You promised me my life; but you lied. You think that life is nothing but not being stone dead. It is not the bread and water I fear; I can live on bread, when have I asked for more? There is no hardship in drinking water if the water be clean. Bread has no sorrow for me, and water no affliction. But to shut me from the light of the sky and the sight of the fields and flowers; to chain my feet so I may never again ride with the soldiers or climb the hills; to make me breathe foul damp darkness; and keep me from everything that brings me back to the love of God when your wickedness and foolishness tempt me to hate him; all this is worse than the furnace in the Bible that was heated seven times. I could do without my warhorse; I could drag about in a skirt; I could let the banners and the trumpets and the knights and the soldiers pass me by and leave me behind as they leave the other women; if only I could still hear the wind in the trees, the larks in the sunshine, the young lambs crying through the healthy frost, and the blessed, blessed church bells that send my angel voices floating to me on the wind. But without these things I cannot live; and by your wanted to keep them from me, or from any human creature, I know that your counsel is of the devil and that mine is of God.
~Joan, from Saint Joan by George Bernard Shaw

This was the monologue I did today in Acting and Directing. I'm kinda disappointed in it; it didn't turn out quite as I had wanted it to turn out. I guess I could have practiced more or something. But a lot of people said it was better than the pre-lims so I guess that's good.

I need to get out of this funk I am just starting to get into, because I have three days to myself and I won't have Katie-hugs to cheer me up. I already miss my friends. But focus on the good, Lisa: you can play whatever music you want as loud as you want, you can walk around naked if you really want, you can be up all night and sleep all morning, and you have plenty of time to go over your lines for Friday. Yeah, alright. Anyway, I'm rambling and I should stop.
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