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I'm The Best

I'm The Best

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


George: Why do you believe there is so much inequality and cruelty in the world? Gretchen: Let’s not get started on this. I want to go read. Geo..
Opinions and Evasions

Opinions and Evasions

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Hop: I’m smitten…. Is that word? No? Maybe? See whenever I get to this point… Pippy: Which point? Oh, that one, yes. The point whi..
The Quest for Obscurity

The Quest for Obscurity

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Bobby: It’s all about going on that endless quest and figuring out what we’re all here for.Viv: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Quiet down, simmer down..
Shuffling

Shuffling

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Byron: Fern. Fern: Byron. Byron: Get in the car. I want to take you some place very special today. Fern: I would rather browse the internet. Byron: I ..
Where's Reginald?

Where's Reginald?

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


(Reginald is as arrogant and as unapproachable as they come. He is tall and ugly, and without any social graces. He says exactly what he feels and thi..
Needless Company

Needless Company

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Him: Company?Her: Yes we have company coming.Him: I don’t want any company tonight.Her: Well, they’re coming.Him: Well, I don’t like..
The Dictator

The Dictator

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


I don’t care much for the shoes he is wearing. He wears blue ones. I hate the color blue. He must wear the color I like or he gets it.What exact..
The Meaning of My Writing.... Or is It?

The Meaning of My Writing.... Or is It?

A Story by Forgotten and Loved


I have been asked about what I write. What do I write? Why do I write it? Why do the characters never say anything that makes sense? Do they live in a..
When?

When?

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Karen: Hey, Fred!Fred: Karen! I love you, darling.Karen: I love you, too!Fred: What should we do for dinner?Karen: We’ll worry about that later...
Not You

Not You

A Stage Play by Forgotten and Loved


Dan: Do you think my plays have any meaning?Violet: (Again? How many times have she and Dan had this conversation?) I don’t know, Dan. You write..