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| Matter of Relations Part 4 | |
| By BrianRobertNeal | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 18 September 2006 | ||||||||||||||||||||
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Scene 5, Interlude, Scene 6. Sorry for micro-font. SCENE 5-AT ARWENS HOUSE NARRATOR- Nigel, still stood in the Kitchen, would have liked the memories to have stopped at that point, but something pushed them onwards. The striking of Yeoman was relatively simple for there was only one set, so there were no flyers. (Back and side scenery drops that needed to be raised up out of sight or/and lowered whenever the setting changed.) So when Nigel and Arwen arrived on the stage, the scenery had been removed and it was just a matter of lowering the lighting bars and disconnecting and removing the overhead lights. The Stage Manager and the Director had taken a disliking to Nigel and Arwen as they, unlike the Lead Tenor, had totally ignored all directions and played their parts their own way. The outcome being, Nigel and Arwen were lionised by the critics and the Lead Tenor ignored or criticised. This was a further reason to dislike them. Arwen had taken umbrage at an order barked at her by the Stage Manager and had stormed off. Nigel had followed in tow and had driven her home. However he knew that he would just let her get out of the car and that in reality all he had done would have been to delay the final parting. Yet those extra moments together were in themselves precious. When they had arrived she had said "park round the corner, I don't want the neighbours seeing a car outside the house". Even then Nigel never twigged a thing. They got out and walked towards her house "lala-ing" a tune from Yeoman and "dancing". Then Arwen remembered her prying neighbours. ARWEN-Shush, or all the neighbours will be at their curtains. It's late. NIGEL-I thought you were very dignified. Particularly when you said to the Stage Manager, "Don't you speak to me like I was a dog, or I'll get down on all fours and bite your bum". ARWEN-Thank you, but you rather spoiled things when you said to me, “I bet you say that to all the boys". NIGEL-I don't blame you storming off like that. I was pretty angry too. We were the first of the cast to get there. I see the chorus were in no rush to get down and where were the other Principles? And they had the cheek to call us tardy? I don’t know about you, but I was knackered” ARWEN-Perhaps you need a little lie down? NARRATOR-A confusion of obvious thoughts rattled round Nigel’s head, but he felt he was being teased and was relieved when they tuned off the road and walked up the semi-circular gravel drive that led to Arwen’s Front Door. They had reached the front door and Nigel broke the silence. NIGEL- Well here we are. I've often wondered where you lived. It's very posh. ARWEN-You've missed out on a drink haven't you. They always have a drink after striking the set. It's like a little party. NIGEL-I'll live ARWEN-Well, come in and have a drink NARRATOR-Both are very tense and excited. Arwen opens the front door and they enter the hall. Nigel closes the door then takes Arwen’s coat off her and hangs it on the coat rack. He gets "fresh" and starts to fondle her. She initially responds but suddenly she pushes him away saying ARWEN- Now just cos. I've asked you in for a drink; don't think that you're taking me to bed. NIGEL-Where are you children? ARWEN- At my mothers. NIGEL-Do you have a dog or a cat? ARWEN-No, why? Narrator- Nigel sweeps her gently up into his arms and whispers, Nigel- Well, how about here then. Arwen- I’ve been yours from the day we met, so it’s certainly ok by me. Narrator- He then lowered her gently to the floor. Nigel snapped out of his dream and returned to the real world. He put the Programme, Card and Video into his case then walked back to the room which had latterly been Mother’s bedroom. INTERLUDE MOTHER-Well what did you make of all that? FATHER-I’d hoped that it would have gone all right for Nigel. But I was sure that he'd mess it up, for he always did in the past. He deserves better than he gets. How he put up with that wife of his I'll never know. MOTHER-I like this new girl, saucy little thing. Who does she remind you of? FATHER- She's not unlike our Georgie was. You know, before she got bitter and hurt. MOTHER-Well yes, but I meant me! So who do they remind you of? And get this one right! FATHER-What us? No, I would not have dithered like he has. She was on a plate, under his nose and he couldn’t see it. She’s had to make all the running. MOTHER-Might I remind you who it was that got you a private room at the Military Hospital and got reprimanded for it? FATHER-And I'll remind you that we would not have been caught if you'd not been so noisy. Certainly, Nigel does not take after his mother. MOTHER-But I hope he takes after his father, despite everything, looking back, I have no regrets. However I do so hope that at least one of our children can be as happy as we were. FATHER-Do you know, there was never a day when I could truly believe that I had been so lucky. I was so proud of you and still am. End of Interlude. SCENE 6- LOSING NARRATOR-In her latter years, mother had moved her bedroom downstairs. On one occasion, Arwen had visited the house by chance. She had seen Nigel's car outside and knew that his mother was visiting a relative. They had made love in this room. He could never enter it without seeing her and always felt a mixture of emotions. But today he only felt sadness. Try as hard as he may, he could only see her getting dressed. Nigel could not bear the good bits. Arwen is sitting on the bed doing up her blouse. She looks at Nigel and starts giggling. NIGEL-On no, I feel a joke coming on. ARWEN-Nige, There was this big big elephant. NIGEL-That's nice. ARWEN-and he met a little little mouse NIGEL-go on. ARWEN-and the elephant said "my my little mouse aren't you small" NIGEL-well they are. ARWEN- And the mouse said, "well I've been ill". NARRATOR-Arwen is now hysterical. Nigel looks at Arwen and sees in her everything he wanted in a woman. How could something so little be so precious? He found himself saying: NIGEL-Do you know Little Elf, that when you've got no clothes on, you're just two big beautiful bright shining eyes, the most lovely of smiles, and naughty bits? ARWEN-And big feet don't forget my big feet. NIGEL-I never notice your feet; my mind is always on higher things. NARRATOR-Arwen always had this feeling that to Nigel she was no more than an easy lay. A buttress, that propped Nigel up in an unhappy marriage to a clearly adulterous wife. Well even she knew about his wife’s dalliance, surely Nigel must. She’d had enough, she thought, "It’s make your mind up time Nigel." ARWEN-We can't go on like this. Either you leave her or you leave me alone! NARRATOR-Had Nigel been a pinball machine, you could have read in his eyes the word "TILT". He was stopped in his tracks and could say nothing. Others thought this was a ploy, rather like side stepping a blow, a sign of Nigel's indifference or cunning. But Nigel was impotently watching his world collapse. ARWEN-That's it, I've had enough, we're finished. NARRATOR-Arwen leaves in tears. By the time Nigel could respond she was gone and he listens to the sound of her car being driven furiously away. He knows that that is finally that.
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