Audition Monologues for Young Men

I co-edited this textbook, though Gerald Lee Ratliff did the heavy lifting.

SELECTIONS FROM CONTEMPORARY WORKS

EDITED BY GERALD LEE RATLIFF AND PATRICK RAINVILLE DORN
 TEXTBOOK:  $16.95
This compelling collection of 70 monologues for young men approximately 15 to 30 years old includes a complete chapter that details how to choose a monologue, develop the character, and audition with confidence.  With a variety of contemporary sources including both published plays and original works, this book provides selections that will help capture the minds and hearts of directors.  Each monologue is prefaced by a description of the character and his emotional context, as well as hints on how to effectively portray the mood of the piece.  The characters are diverse in age, background, ethnicity, and social status.  The book is organized into unique categories based on the mood of the monologues:  A Lighter Touch, Guilt and Regret, Tragedy and Trauma, Hope and Gratitude, Outsiders, Birds of a Feather, and Literary and Period.  With excerpts of various lengths that are ideal for auditions, contests, workshops, and acting classes, this anthology belongs in every school and theatre library.

Western Horror Short Story: ‘Thin Skinned’

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Thin Skinned: a short story of a woman’s revenge in the West

By Patrick Dorn

on April 27, 2016

In the barren, unforgiving desert outside Las Cruces, New Mexico, a sadistic Irish immigrant exacts gruesome revenge on the English lord who wronged her family. This is a western horror short story, approximately 2,250 words. NOT APPROPRIATE FOR CHILDREN.

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Fiction Update: Weird Western series in the works

I’m currently developing a series of short stories in the Weird Western genre. The tales will take place around 1780, during the California Mission period, and involve cryptozoological (creature of the week) storylines.

My hero is Otto Eisenschaf, a Hessian mercenary who lost his left hand and part of his arm in the first battle of the American Revolutionary War. Rescued from a colonial POW camp by a Jesuit priest, Otto is spirited away to Alta California, and fitted with an iron prosthetic that is full of gears and gadgets and accessories.

Otto serves under Father President Junípero Serra in various capacities, especially investigating strange occurrences in the New World.

My current project, Chupacabron, involves a wily shapeshifting creature that sucks the blood from goats during the full moon at St. Anthony Padua mission.

The stories will have gobs of action and humor. As soon as one is fit for print, I’ll make it available for free on this website, in exchange for subscribing to my newsletter. Or, if you subscribe beforehand, I’ll send you a copy when it’s ready.

The idea for a German mercenary with an iron hand came from a real life character, Gottfried “Götz” von Berlichingen, who fought in the 1500s, nearly 300 years before my stories begin. His prosthetic is pictured here.

Patrick Dorn’s reviews and theatre promos have migrated to a new site

Greetings!

Effectively immediately, I have migrated my theatre reviews, theatre promos, fiction, non-fiction, graphic novel, and movie reviews to my NEW BLOG: “Patrick Dorn, Reviewer.”

Here’s the new address:  http://patrickdornreviewer.blogspot.com/

This www.patrickdorn.com website is now my author/playwright website. Here you will find news about my published plays and fiction, works in progress, and other posts relevant to indie authors.

Thanks! And I hope you’ll decide to follow BOTH my sites!

The Pebble

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The Pebble

By Patrick Dorn

–This colorful, whimsical, rhyming religious picture book tells the story of David and Goliath from the stone’s point of view. The Pebble is lowly and meek, mocked by nearby stones and boulders because it dreams of flying. As part of God’s creation, the Pebble trusts that it has value, meaning, and purpose. Suddenly, a hand reaches down, picks up the Pebble, and propels it into history. Parents and children will love the rhyming narrative and the attractive, simple images. The book includes recommended Bible references and questions encouraging conversation about the value and purpose of each of us, as the beloved of God.

Paperback: $9.99 (24 pages) available on CreateSpace

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Don’t quit your day job!

Crested Butte 1During the Thanksgiving holiday, my wife Abby, our rescue dog Frankie and I headed to the high country of Crested Butte, CO for three days and three nights of rest and recreation.

To quote Tina Fey from 30 Rock: “I want to go to there.”

What a beautiful town! For this southern California boy, Crested Butte is the perfect embodiment of everything I thought Colorado was supposed to be, with snow-capped peaks, low-key lifestyle, and hiking trails galore. It reminded me what an inspiration John Denver and “Rocky Mountain High” had been in my youth.

Now, 30 years after actually moving to Colorado, I’m thinking I’d like to retire from my chaplain job and live in Crested Butte year-round as an indie-author-playwright-internet marketing entrepreneur. Abby likes the idea, too.

Frankie isn’t talking, but at least he didn’t say “no.”

Then I remembered Jesus’ sage advice about “counting the cost” (Luke 14:28) and the embarrassment that comes from leaping into a project you can’t finish.

So I looked at a few Crested Butte real estate pages. Oh, wow. So that’s what “Rocky Mountain HIGH” REALLY means!

Okay, no problem. All the webinars and podcasts and blogs I’ve been following about living the lucrative life of an indie author/internet marketer assure me that I can easily make five or six figures every month, and I don’t even have to put on pants [pic not available].

No matter that I have already published five Kindle books so far and NONE of them sold a SINGLE COPY in the past month.

By playwright standards, I’m pretty successful. I have 39 published plays, after all. If you divided my 2015 royalty checks into twelve monthly payments, it would add up to about $500/month.

All I have to do is build that up to $12,000 per month, and a work-from-home life in Crested Butte is a real possibility.

Crested Butte 2Okay, not impossible. But not imminent, either.

Besides, I LIKE being a chaplain.

And I’m too young to actually retire.

I’ll give this indie author thing five years. Five years of strategic hard work, planning, learning as much as I can and implementing everything possible.

Produce a lot of content. Build an e-mail list. Come up with a marketing plan and launch calendar for new works. Do guest posts. All of it.

I’m in. All the way.

Because…Crested Butte.

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Fiction: The Bunny and the Big Black Dog

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After the catastrophic loss of all my website data a couple weeks ago, I’ve started re-posting some of my most popular posts. Please feel free to share this story with others.

THE BUNNY AND THE BIG BLACK DOG
(Based on an actual event, as refined through theological reflection)

By Patrick Dorn

Early one cloudy morning, a big black dog trotted along a narrow dirt path, sniffing the air and enjoying the freedom that comes with a retractable leash.

Frankie on walk 6-20-15Without warning, a bunny dashed up the path, directly toward him!

“Good morning, Bunny,” Frankie (for that was the big black dog’s name) said. “Would you like to play chase?”

The bunny did not reply, so Frankie lolled his tongue and grinned a toothy, winning smile.

He repeated the invitation. “Chase?”

The bunny continued straight toward him. A collision seemed imminent.

The big black dog was taken aback. Typically, the bunnies he saw on his daily walks ran AWAY from him. But here was this bunny with pert ears and a bouncy stride coming straight at him, and not slowing down.

Frankie braced for impact, hoping the bunny wouldn’t be injured when it bounced off his big black body.Bunny

With an agile grace that Frankie could only admire, and secretly covet, the bunny performed an abrupt left turn, sprinted across a lush patch of grass, and under a bush.

“I guess he changed his mind,” Frankie said to himself. “But why was he in such a hurry?”

The big black dog looked up and saw, only a few yards above, a falconits angry beak gaping, notched wings outstretched against the clouds.

The falcon tucked away its talons, spun and circled upward, perching on the jagged top branches of a long-dead tree.falcon

Frankie glanced at the bush where the bunny crouched and shivered. The poor creature was hunched into a ball, making himself look very small indeed.

“By golly, if I hadn’t happened along, you might have become a tasty morsel for that falcon,” Frankie said. He tried to sound amiable, to calm the agitated bunny.

The bunny twitched its nose.

“You may have saved my life,” the bunny said. “But that doesn’t make us friends.”

The bunny turned, and in a flash of fluffy cottontail, disappeared into the dense undergrowth.

Frankie sadFrankie felt sad as he continued his walk. But he knew the bunny was right. It was a wild bunny after all, running loose in a world of falcons.

It had never known the kind of reassuring freedom that comes with a retractable leash.

THE END

SYMBOLISM ALERT: If you like to figure things out for yourself, READ NO FURTHER. However, if you’d like a hint to aid in deeper reflection, consider this: who is the implied character on the other end of the leash? That’s right. The Master. Now you take it from there.