I am behind on my 31 plays. I'm trying to catch up this week and maybe get even get ahead in the game, we'll see. They Fantasy Club closed on Sunday, so I no longer have a good excuse! So, today I'm writing many plays. Here's my wake up play….
####Hair Battle, a short play by Rachel Bublitz
Sarah, f, 30s-40s, any race. Barbara’s daughter-in-law.
Barbara, f, 50s-70s, any race. Sarah’s mother-in-law.
A bedroom or living room.
BARBARA and SARAH are on stage.
SARAH It’s time to brush your hair.
SARAH I’ll be gentile.
SARAH But we need to get those snarls out.
SARAH Please sit down. Look, I have to brush your hair, Barbara.
BARBARA You’ll hurt me!
SARAH That’s not true. I already told you, I’m going to be gentile.
BARBARA Where’s Frank? I want Frankie!
SARAH Frank has work.
BARBARA He loves me best.
SARAH I love you too Barb.
BARBARA Frankie brushes my hair better.
SARAH He has to work. He can’t brush your hair today, but I can.
BARBARA NO! I HATE YOU!
SARAH Please stop, Barbara, sit down, please.
BARBARA I don’t want you to brush my hair.
SARAH I know. But I’ll be soft, it’ll be nice.
BARBARA You’re not nice.
SARAH You’re only other option is to have short hair. Should we go and get you a hair cut?
BARBARA NO! My hair is long.
SARAH Then sit down.
SARAH (Interrupting) Or maybe I can just cut it off myself? Where are those scissors…
BARBARA No! NO! NO! NO! I’m sitting now, see?
SARAH Thank you.
SARAH brushes BARBARA’s hair.
SARAH (CONTINUED) That’s not so bad, right?
BARBARA It hurts.
SARAH Pain is apart of life Barbara. If anyone should know that, it’s you.
End of play.