NEW One Act

So I decided that I really don't like my old One Act. It was time to make a new one :)
Here's the beginning...what I have done so far. This is the first movement...I'll have two more and I'll post them as soon as I finish :)



Chastity- a young girl who thinks she is in love with a man who doesn’t love her back.
Todd- The object of the girl’s affection
Joy- A figure in white, representing joy in life.
Sorrow- A cloaked figure, representing sorrow in life.

Joy and Sorrow are sitting on a bed in a plain, feminine-looking bedroom.

Joy: Really, Sorrow, lighten up a bit!

Sorrow: Easy for you to say, when you can blind the world with just your smile (breaks into sobs).

Joy: Not this again…you know that I can’t help it. Those whitening strips really had
an effect. (laughs)

Sorrow: And all I can do is cry, cry, cry. (snivels)

Joy: Not if you dry your eyes. (holds out a handkerchief)

Sorrow: And then I’d moan and groan and cry some more. I’m pathetic, Joy, really (quietly crying).

Joy: Turn that frown upside-down! She’s coming soon and you want to make a good impression.

Sorrow: Do I really? She’ll just be looking for melancholy company, anyway. That’s why I’m here, isn’t it? Let her take another swig from the self-loathing bottle?

Joy: Well I’m going to make a good impression, anyway. How’s my dress?

Sorrow: Pristine, as always (snivels).

Joy: How’s my hair?

Sorrow: Sparkling with the light of a thousand suns, nothing new (begins to cry).

Joy: My smile? (Smiles widely)

Sorrow: (sobbing) You’re perfect, perfect!! I’ll never even come close. She’s going to think I’m despicable, I know it.

Joy: Don’t say that, Sorrow. Chastity has no idea what to think right now.

Sorrow: O woe is me! Once she sees you, she’ll know what to think.

Joy: We both know that this is an important time for her, and it’s our job to stay in this together, all right? We’re the Blues Brothers, on a mission from God! We’re the perfect balance, can’t have one without the other! Right? Am I right? (laughs heartily)

Sorrow: If you say so. It’s just that, every other time we’ve come she always picks you. And then I have to face the pain of rejection, again and again. It’s almost too much; I want her all to myself, sometimes.

Joy: Remember when her daddy died when she was ten? You had her for a good two years, and I only got to come around during the holidays.

Sorrow: Of course I remember. She looked good in mourning. Like a little heartbroken angel.

Joy: Well she’s eighteen now. Not so little anymore! (laughs)

Sorrow: No, not so little. And in love! (spits out the word, and begins to cry again)

Joy: Yes, in love! (laughs, gets up and skips around the room) Isn’t it marvelous?

Sorrow: Love, marvelous? Love? Love is the reason so many of these humans turn away from you and come to me.

Joy: (stops mid-skip) …Oh, you’re right. (shrugs and smiles) But it’s worth it, just to feel love for a second! To get those butterflies in your stomach, to never want to leave his arms, to look at him and see your world reflected in his eyes! It’s the most beautiful feeling in the world!

Sorrow: (muttering) Easy for you to say, you don’t see them when they’ve fallen, when they’re begging me to take the pain away, when they start to realize that he took a part of them when he left, and that he’s never coming back. You don’t see them when love tears them apart.