In honor of, as Joyce once put it, the "snow falling faintly through the universe, and faintly falling" here in New York today: from my own script "I am Lost in Oceans of Light", one of my favorite short monologues, from Evelyn--
Evelyn pauses, gazing into the snow globe. Lost in thought.
EVELYN
Someone once told me, when we were
looking out at the city, covered in
snow, that snow was "philosophy
made physical".
That when the the world's covered with
snow, you realize how much
appearance and reality are
different. That what you're seeing
isn't what's real.
(beat)
I like that. How the snow blankets
everything when it comes. It's a
kind of beauty that can't be
hoarded, a shared asset that's
vaster than our island of self.Evelyn continues playing with the snow globe--shaking it,
turning it over, watching the snow fall. Kyle watching her.
(Above: Radha Mitchell, my number one pick to play Evelyn, one of two female leads in "Oceans of Light", and who the part was written expressly for. My agent is sending the script out to her this very week, let us hope she falls in love with the part and says yes.)
