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The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays)
The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays)
The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays)
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The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays)

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The first play written by award-winning actor and playwright Karen Cogan.
The Half Of It is a relentless, darkly lyrical monologue about a life, lived unseen, which won the Stewart Parker Award in 2018 after a sold-out run at the Dublin Fringe Festival, produced by Mommo Theatre.
In a London flat, a Cork woman is climbing the walls. She lives alone, eating dry digestives and hiding from the postman. She hasn't stepped outside in six years. Does she definitely still exist?
'An exquisite piece of theatre… a poignant reflection on modern society and how we treat ourselves and each other' - The Reviews Hub
'A slow-burning and complex vision of a woman's inner life' - No More Workhorse
LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 22, 2018
ISBN9781788500982
The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays)
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Karen Cogan

Karen enjoys writing all of her historical romance.     

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    The Half Of It (NHB Modern Plays) - Karen Cogan

    (A bedsit in London. Maybe there are fresh stains on the carpet.)

    (A WOMAN wakes up. She is crumpled and unable for life.

    12.11 p.m. She has slept for as long as she can.

    She stands in her space. She turns the radio on. Static rings out.

    The radio springs to life and ‘Knock Three Times’ by Dawn plays.

    She is transfixed by the sudden music. Perhaps she sways tensely.

    The house does not smell good. She does not smell good.

    She walks to the window. She stands in front of it but makes no move to open it. This window will not be opened today.

    She stares out, into space.)

    Woman

    Woman

    Man

    Bus Stop

    Smoking

    Phone

    Hello

    Maggots

    Stop

    Mick Café

    Morning Mick

    Sandwich Board

    Mick

    Woman

    Downturned mouth

    Looks Irish or maybe Bulgarian

    Woman

    Girl

    Dopey bitch

    Stop

    Mick Café

    Stop

    Stop

    [This is] Pointless.

    (She gives up on the window.)

    (She goes to a packet of biscuits and begins to eat. She chews some, well, and then spits out.)

    (She sprays air freshener all over the space; and then, herself.)

    Putrid

    No point crying over… No

    It is a known fact that a life needs witnesses

    Ssh!

    If a tree falls in a forest and…

    But shur…

    Girl

    No

    Girl

    NO

    Mick Café

    Boy

    Boy

    Brown

    Lovely

    Rushing

    Stooped over

    Can of

    (She stares.)

    Can of

    Lager

    Tanora

    Energy drink

    Green slash on the tin

    Energy

    For the day

    Energy Boy

    Three times more men kill themselves than women

    Girls

    Women

    Ladies

    Women

    Three times more

    Or two times

    Suicide

    Energy Boy is suicidal

    He is

    Killing himself because of

    Not enough. Energy?

    Too much energy?

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