Vermont Young Playwrights -- Day 2 -- High School

VYP 2018 -- Cold Readings - First Round


Cold Readings - Second Round (Part 1)


Cold Readings - Second Round (Part 2)


Staged Readings
For MIDDLE SCHOOL VYP 2018 videos, go here: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/22662 For texted responses to Middle School cold readings: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/22699

Welcome. These are the full videos of the two rounds of High School Cold Readings and the afternoon of Staged Readings at the 2018 Vermont Young Playwrights Festival.  Warning, some contain profanity.

Cold Readings - 1:  #1: St. Johnsbury Academy (Crave, Hannah Panda); #2: Twinfield Union High School (Not a Spaghetti Western, Liv Boucher); #3: Thetford Academy (A Geeks Problem, Jade Elias); $4: Hannaford Career Center,(Maple Drive, Mitchel Tierney); #5: Spaulding High School (Caveat Empire, Emma Riddle). Texted responses to plays, go here: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/22697

Vermont Young Playwrights -- Middle School Videos

First Cold Readings on Monday May 21


Second Cold Readings on Monday May 21


Staged Readings on Monday May 21

For videos of High School cold readings and staged performances, go here: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/22689

Welcome. Here are the recorded feeds from the first day of the 2018 Vermont Young Playwrights Festival featuring some great plays by Middle School students throughout Vermont. Enjoy. The cold readings include feedback sessions. The program and festival is a collaboration between Vermont Stage Company, Flynn Center for Performing Arts and Young Writers Project. Professional actors and student actors read the parts.

 

Vermont Young Playwrights -- Stream


We apologize. Flynn Center lost its Internet for a while. It’s back.Performances are being recorded and We will post reading of Rock Point School  play later.  Welcome. This is the live stream for the second day of the 2018 Vermont Young Playwrights Festival at Flynn Space. 

Tuesday's lineup: 9:45-11:15 first round of cold readings of high school playwrights. 11:30-1 p.m. second round of cold readings of high school playwrights.

Tuesday 2 -4 p.m. Staged Readings of high school playwrights, including one by YWP's MaisieN!

For yesterday's videos of middle school performances: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/22662

 

March 16-- SoundCheck in Burlington


Mark MARCH 16 on your calendars. YWP's monthly pizza/workshop/open mic at Burlington City Arts -- was again postponed because of snow -- and will focus on gun violence, school safety, political inaction.

PLEASE COME. Join in a workshop with YWP's Denise Casey and Rajnii Eddins at 6 p.m. and open mic at 7 p.m. Bring your writing. Bring your outrage.

PACK THE HOUSE!

 

Thesbians, playwrights, lend me your ...

THREE WEEKS LEFT!

Have you always wanted to write a play? Have you always thought that you were good at writing dialog, creating characters, creating drama?

WE WANT YOU! YWP is providing you three more weeks of its Playwriting Workshop ON THIS SITE. Geoff Gevalt and others will provide you feedback and help you finish a 10-minute play. The best h.s. and middle school plays will be presented ON STAGE at the Vermont Young Playwrights Festival May 21-22.

Jump in: https://youngwritersproject.org/node/17834. JOIN. Don't Delay!

VYP-High School Cold Readings

VYP 2019 -- Middle School Staged Readings

This is the full video of all the staged readings of Vermont Middle School plays in the Vermont Young Playwrights Festival 2019.

 

VYP 2019 -- Middle School Cold Readings

Vermont Young Playwrights -- Middle School Cold Readings, May 2, morning.
 
Apr 30

VYP 2019

Apr 26
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Me


My name is Mia.
I am tall for my age.
I have light brown hair with natural highlights in it.
My eyes are green.
I wear glasses on my face.
I have a kind soul,
And a pure heart set on doing the right thing, 
Even if knowones watching.
Apr 22
Jen L.'s picture

The Odd Child

Opening scene

A tin box drops in the middle of a farm and the farmer walks over to it.

Farmer: Julia! Come here! You won’t believe what I just saw!

Julia runs over.

Julia: What is it Bill? Another shooting star?

Farmer Bill: Naw. You see this tin box. It dropped out of nowhere! I couldn’t believe my eyes.

The box shakes a little. Bill and Julia jump. Bill walks over to it.

Julia: Be careful Bill. You don’t know what could be in there.

Bill opens the box.

Farmer Bill: Aw, Julia. It’s just a tiny baby. I wonder how it ended up in here. (To the baby) That must have been a pretty hard fall. We should take you inside and make sure you’re okay.

Bill hands the baby to Julia and they walk into the house.
Mar 26
Gelinase's picture

The devil baby

   I go to wake up Charle and I know once I wake him up, his eyes are a completely different color. They were a beautiful light blue but now they are a hideous black making look like the devil possessed him. When my Ma saw him she said the same thing, she said the devil was always such a swine because he could not see God's true beauty in life. She also said that I should take him the doctors. So I got him an appointment later that day. When the doctor looked at him he had said that he was perfectly normal except for the eyes. He said that we could give some eye drops for it though and you should see an immediate result. When I put the eye drops in him while he was lying down and they did not change at all. I start to worry. I start to breath heavy and shake. I start to shut down. I start to see black I start to fall, Nicole came by a little while ago and she sees what is happening. She comes to me as I fall. I completely black-out.
Mar 18

prove me wrong


i pray that you prove me wrong. 

i hate being wrong. 

but what you have,

behind your metallic smile,

is stronger than my impulses to 

always be proven correct. 

please prove me wrong. 

i do trust you, believe me, i do,

but it’s his soul that beat you black and blue.... darling,

he gave you that bruise upon your arm, 

and you let him bandage the marks 

with a piece of scotch tape so 

please my love,  know that it is not you, but it is him that i do not trust. And if i’m standing by you, dressed in that dove colored fabric as you approach him with tears on your plush cheeks, i will smile, as you proved me wrong. I pray that you prove me wrong. 
Jan 28

MOCKBETH -COMPLETE(?) VERSION

   SCENE ONE:


   (Enter WITCHES.)

FIRST WITCH:
When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lighting, or in rain?

SECOND WITCH:
When the hurly-burly’s done, when the battle’s lost and won.

THIRD WITCH:
That will be ere the set of sun.

FIRST WITCH: T
he set of sun, with colors orange…

(SECOND and THIRD WITCHES turn slowly to glare at FIRST WITCH.)

SECOND WITCH:
(To the THIRD WITCH.) How does she expect me to rhyme something with orange?

THIRD WITCH:
Door-hinge kind of rhymes with orange…

SECOND WITCH:
No it doesn’t!

FIRST WITCH:
(Offering.) There’s a mountain in Wales called Blorenge…

THIRD WITCH:
What does Blorenge have to do with anything?

SECOND WITCH:
Come on ladies, I’m done being dramatic for the day.
(WITCHES stomp offstage. Curtain.)
 
   SCENE TWO:  
 
Jan 07
zazu's picture

The beginning

Have you ever felt like you don't belong? Like you were ment to do something bigger then being your average kid?
That's how Finch Larson feels. But like it or not, he's going to have to learn to get through the confusing years of high school, until a mysterious girl shows up... that changes everything.
#Brainstorming
Oct 30
gauvinj's picture

Edmunds ghost Story


Jaden’s Ghost Story

10/30/18

Voices for Change: With Sophie and Hazel!

Photo credit: Kyle Tansley for Burlington City Arts


Big shout-out to Sophie Dauerman, left, and Hazel Civalier, right, YWP Community Leaders for an amazing open mic and workshop on Climate Change!
Oct 26

20/20 Vision / The Sun Will Die

The year I turn eighteen,
our atmosphere will release
the last particle of helium
Into space.

I was born in the
2nd
Year of the
2nd
Millenium,
On the 20th

and the 2nd atomic element
will leave our planet in 2020,
2 years from now.

If the universe is made up of math,
all algebra
glimmering with geometry,
tinted in trig
and cradled in calculus,
Then tell me,

Is 18 an equation where if
1 is singularity
and 8 is upright infinity,
then 18= adulthood?

But of course no mathematician will answer me
till I solve for that constant,
find the double of fear,
the square root of censure
round to significance -

To 18
to having
rights a
Vote a
Voice....
To be a Person.

A person
That  forgets anyone with less than
2 digits painted under their eyes,
Oct 26

I like early morning

I get scared of speaking and i don’t like tomatoes. 
I don’t have a ‘type’ but I do have typewriter. 
I sleep until nine am and i work six days a week. 
I cant drive but I can skateboard and 
my fears seem to chase me in the light. 
I have four pets. 
Two dogs. 
One fish. 
One chameleon. 
I havent yet achieved my dreams and i like milk in my tea. 
My true love was sculpted by Athena and my enemy, Ares. 
I am a Cancer, although i was almost a Leo. 
I was born late and since then i’ve only been early. 
Making up for lost time. 
I hate math but i love art. 
And you probably didn’t care about the things i’ve said in this poem. 
You probably don’t care to get to know me, 
Or care if i like pineapple on pizza (i do) 
You probably aren’t contemplating my choice of caps and Punctuation. 
Athough now you probably are. 
But i felt the Need to write this. 
Oct 17

coward

 my hands tap
tap tap
on my page
and I can feel my aphantasia  
clicking like a clock,
my eyes focused,
then unfocused.
Like a camera lens trying to see in the dark.  
and my mind is tap tap tapping
on my skull and spine telling me to move
but my numbed joints scream in protest
so I stay down.  
‘Coward!’  my brain tells me.
Coward.  
Time speeds up and then slows,
my ears popping with the change.
There’s a quiet ringing in my head but it still drowns out the noise around me.  
every nerve in my body is tense and taught and tipped to the very top of their threshold.  
my body feels like a harp;
Like it could make music at the hands of a master.
I can’t feel my self imploding
but I know it’s happening
and I have a cure but my hands are tied
and to be honest
I would rather die then
fall to the feet
of some invisible deity