Monthly Archives: August 2013

31 of 31: THE MIGRAINE

THE MIGRAINE For Justin By Paul Hagen (Lights up on the interior of a plane. PAUL sits, super decked out for travel – he’s got a sleeping mask, neck pillow, earplugs: the works. He reaches up, as though to turn … Continue reading

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30 of 31: BODYWORK

BODYWORK By Paul Hagen (We see a cross-section of a gym arrayed across the stage, from right to left: an exercise bike, an elliptical machine, weights, a yoga mat, his and hers showers, his and hers lockers, a smoothie counter … Continue reading

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29 of 31: A Notebook’s Worth

A Notebook’s Worth For David Sedaris By Paul Hagen (A classroom at an all boy’s boarding school. Rows of uniformed, well-groomed young men sit, facing front with a notebook unopened in front of them. PROFESSOR MESSINGHODEN is standing at the … Continue reading

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28 of 31: Sheer Perfection

SHEER PERFECTION For my Three Belindas By Paul Hagen (BELINDA whisks onto the stage, dressed in 18th Century finery. A large, empty mirror frame sits above a vanity. MELINDA mirrors her every move on the far side of the mirror.) … Continue reading

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27 of 31: Fatty in a Tube Top

FATTY IN A TUBE TOP For @MattHeartSpade and @BrittersBlog By Paul Hagen (Lights up on quiet subway car, sitting in the station. We hear the ding warning that the doors are about to close. SHYLISA, the titular Fatty in a … Continue reading

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26 of 31: Tomorrows that We’ll Never Have

Tomorrows that We’ll Never Have For Aunt Kathy By Paul Hagen (A casket lies center stage, its top half opened away from the audience. On either side, splendid flower arrangements, also with their backs to the audience.) (From the shadows … Continue reading

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25 of 31: Fate at Night

FATE AT NIGHT An Ode on Television in the Wee Small Hours By Paul Hagen (In the middle of the night, a SLOB sits on a none-too-clean couch.) (SLOB’s mouth hangs open as he stares at a gi-normous TV screen, … Continue reading

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