You could do this by standing in front of a mirror holding a position of your made-up character or even talking gibberish and testing out different facial expressions, voice, and movement.
Another good starting point is to base your character on someone you know or some TV star you see as an inspiration. Think about where you want the monologue to go and how it's meant to fit in with the rest of your play. What role do the monologue and the one delivering the speech play in the context of the written work as a whole? Start thinking about these things as you begin to develop your character. Step 2: Create a Character Profile Now that you have some idea of a character in mind, it's time to create a character profile.
A character profile should include the following: Name: The name and all nicknames of your character should be placed here. Biography: A brief overview of your character should be written out here. These prompts should be used as a jumping off point. The key is to delve into your character's past, present and future. Age: Child, teen, mid-'20s, middle-aged.
Facial Expressions: Angry, sad, happy, chagrined. Clothing Style: Casual, posh, formal, grungy. Speaking Style: Shy, loud, accent, slang. General Demeanor: How they come across to other people. There are a variety of types of monologues.
Famous Monologues One of the most famous monologues of all time is found in Shakespeare's "Hamlet. If you get to select your monologue, choose one you really like. You are already at an advantage because you get to choose the piece yourself.
Pick a monologue that you really like. Break down the monologue. Monologues can be intimidating because they are a huge chunk of text on a page. Breaking them down into smaller chunks can help you memorize the lines and really understand what the character says or feels. Make a note about the overall theme or topic of each beat try to keep it to one or two words. This is why you make a note in your own words — so it makes sense to you! Then re-write or type out the monologue in the beat sections for memorization purposes.
For example; if a character does not speak in the first part of the play, it is important for him or her to give an explanation why the play did not involve him in the first part. That serves an important part in the monologue. It is also important for you to discover who will be addressed in your monologue. If the speaker will be addressing himself, the better for you as the writer.
But mostly the speaker addresses himself or herself in the play. Both of these important details enable you to easily structure your monologue. When a monologue is purposed to address a specific character, this is often considered when the speaker wants to express his or her feelings or thoughts about an experience to the audience. The beginning, middle and end of monologue should be considered.
Just like every other story, a monologue should also include aspects like shifting of beginnings to end of stories that should be clear. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history. With his symbolic helmet numbered on his stolid head, and his eyes all orange flame with the thought of what came next, he flicked the igniter and the house jumped up in a gorging fire that burned the evening sky red and yellow and black.
The lights come back on! Starts to get up. I might just read a little bit more. Opens book and begins reading again. He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawnof the house. While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning. Whippin Boy By: Carl S.
Never in my life have I deserved a whippin. I talk too loud. I left my backpack on the floor. I put it on my bed. I hear his truck roll up, and the crunch of gravel under his feet. My stomach goes all turvy and I try to keep quiet and to myself. But he finds me. Red eyed and close-fisted, he finds me alright. Sometimes I wonder why he ever had a kid.
Other times, I think he had a kid cause he likes whippin. I got my own plans. Got a two hunderd and five dollars so far. Even if he tracks me down, he got no rights. Too much trouble. I know it in my bones. They made of love. I still got love left. I got plenty of love left. Lovestruck By: Josie C. I am done with love.
Go find someone else you can trick into going all mushy and stupid only to have his heart torn out and smashed like a wine glass at a Jewish wedding. Why did I even say wedding?! Love is like getting a puppy. And two years later, it gets run over and your parents try to tell you that he ran away, but you heard them talking about how nice the man was to come tell you. He killed my dog! And now I wish that I never had a dog in the first place.
Love is like that. Happiness, that ends up dead on the side of the road. So, kindly point your arrow in another direction. Find someone else to rip their heart to shreds.
Goddess By: Matilda T. I am a Greek goddess named Persephone. Oh, you think your life is tough, doing your homework, going to school, cleaning your room. Well, welcome to my world. I have to live in the Under World for six months of the year as, um… Queen of the Dead!
My mother is the Goddess of Harvest, so she makes all the flowers grow and that sort of thing. At least I have the King of the Dead for company. When I come back above ground, I transform into the Goddess of Spring. Wanna hear my story? Once upon a time, when there was only Spring and Summer, my father, Zeus, King of the Living, thought I should have a husband. So, he sent his brother Hades to marry me.
A little bit gross. Then he took me to his Underworld, which meant everything stopped growing on the top of the ground. Yep, no more pleasant Spring weather for everyone to enjoy. Meantime, Hades, my new husband, persuaded me to eat six pomegranate seeds. Just six little seeds. What a mistake that turned out to be! So then… wait, are you listening? Right now, I want all ears please… there was a prophesy — that means a prediction by the Gods — that if anybody ate anything from the Underworld, they would have to stay there.
Now I never knew this, so here I am warning you after all this happened. Persephone you have been tricked!
Sure, I could get a job and rent a dumpy little apartment, but what would be the fun in that? She may or may not be missing one. Every beginning and end of your monologue should be purposed. I was only 18 at the time. And then, I spent fifty years wishing I had had the courage to say no. I am calling the principal!