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: For texted responses to Middle School cold readings:

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:

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:

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:


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.



Thesbians, playwrights, lend me your ...


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: JOIN. Don't Delay!
Apr 03
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My song

Today I am going to try something diffrent and do a song, so here it is... "You make me smile through all the rainy days, when we first met all we said was hey, after that day I wanted to call you bae, you turned me down breaking my heart to peices, I come back saying its probaly for the best, but her father through me off the step saying stay away she don't need a troublemaker, so I walked away in shame."  so um yeah I don't know how good it is but that was my song
Mar 29

One More Day

Don’t want to get out of bed, don’t want to open your eyes.
Maybe if you wait it’ll all disappear.
Your heart’s feeling empty, you forgot how to cry.
It would be easier if you could just lay here.

Just one more day, I swear
that’s all it’s gonna take, you’re almost there.
One more day,
just one more day.

I know you’re tired, know that everything hurts,
but I know you can stand, take a moment to breathe.
Braid back your hair, put on your favorite shirt,
you’ve done this before, I promise, you’ll see.

Just one more day, I swear,
that’s all you gotta bear, I swear just
one more day,
just one more day.

So run, girl, run, like you’ve got hell on your heels,
your feet are on fire and your lungs can’t breathe.
And dance, girl, dance, you know how good it feels,
it’s just you and the drums and their beautiful beat.

Take a moment, look around.

A Helpless crush

A hopeless crush
One that no one can choose
from one stupid glance to that awful amazing smile
No matter what age 
from 5 or 80 
you can't help falling
for everything good
and denying the bad
we love them for all they do
to there walk, laugh, to even the way they act
They may do anything wrong
you don't care 
you enjoy them no matter what
even if they were to never love you back
You won't let that stop you ever
even if they hurt you in every way possible
even if they never noticed you 
that's just how a hopeless crush goes

Mar 26
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Virus at home blog

Welcome to the Virus Blog! 

I have been in my house and have not left for 12 days. Yep any body else have 10 packs of broccoli in there house. All I want to do is go to the mall or ya know what THE LIBRARY. But nope that's closed too. I have almost finished ALL of greys anatomy. I have also made Angels food cake and drank 8 root beers In one week. I'm going crazy in my house I hope your doing better than me see ya later 
This is going to be a long year

Mar 26
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My home away from home

My home away from home is probaly my school, There I can socalize, laugh, and just be myself. To me these are the that makes a home a home. and even if the school shuts down because of a virus, we all keep in touch no matter what. So yes my school is my home away frome home, and I dont care if people think its stupid because it fells like home to me. 
Mar 23

Dramatic Monologue

    I remember the day I died, less than the day I was born but more than the first day I said my own name. I remember how I got there just as well as when I left, and your  voice still echoes on the pages that I tear up for warmth among the blazing hellscape buried beneath. 
“It is not about how you get there, or how quickly you make it, it is about who you get there for. You will spend the rest of your life trying to get there, and when you finally do, there will be no one left waiting for you. I won’t even be there to say ‘I told you so’”
Mar 21
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Everyone knows that nothing is greater or nothing is worse. Because anything has 2 sides. Like if you live in an apartment with others it is very luxurious but there is no privacy. But if you live in village privacy is much but comfort is much less than in an apartment. So I think even when we feel that everyone has got equal facilities, everyone is living happily I think it is debatable. I do not believe that on earth there are such places existed. But let us try to make it true cause there is a famous saying " Anything is Possible, Even the Impossible."And winning our targets like this is very easy too. 
Mar 08
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The disaster

Attention ! Attention ! This is an emergency! As we all know the fires are rapidly flying over Australia, and the glaziers are melting down while reporting high temperatures in the North pole. And the worst is that there are some fire in Amazon with all this. Also we all know that the Ozon is almost gone now. Now the earth is going to throw all the creatures down because of our bad doings. If we are not doing something to be protected very quickly I am sure it is the end of living on earth!
Mar 01

Thou Art A genius

Characters: Burkit, prisoner
                    Durwin, prisoner
                    Algernon, prison supervisor 

Setting: A cell in a castle’s dungeon.
At Rise: Burkit and Durwin center stage sitting on a dungeon bench, imprisoned. Downstage is the ‘hallway’ which Algernon walks down. 

(Scrutinizing dungeon) Look at this  place, it's filthy! A rat would rather stay with a cat than live here. 

(Walks around and making faces at the dirt)

Dark, dingy, completely horrible, and overly crowded. I’m not sure how many people are here any more. Random strangers commit minor infractions towards the king and are tossed here. Everyone is packed in like sardines!

(raising head to speak to ALGERNON)
Too bad you can’t create more space.

(Algernon stays facing forwards towards the audience as he talks)
( with pride)
Feb 21
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Feb 21
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Feb 18


I wished upon the first star I saw glinting in the sky.
I tried to make it understand the feelings trapped inside.
I poured out all my heart and soul before I realized:
It was Jupiter. Oh, it was Jupiter.

Will it hold my secrets in its storms?
Keep them close like spinning moons?
Or let them loose like shooting stars,
Burning bright for all to see?

Keep them safe, keep them safe, keep them safe for me,
And hold them oh so lovingly,
Like fragile flowers and tender leaves in this cold, hard world.
Keep them safe, keep them safe, keep them safe for me,
They can’t be heard, they can’t be seen,
These words aren’t meant to be released in this cold, hard world.

I wanted to reclaim the words I’d whispered to the night.
I begged for them with hollow pleas, but that little shining light,
It kept them in its rigid grasp, it held them close and tight,
Jan 27

A Song

Hey little girl, with your heart full of fears,
You’ve got your head in your hands, and your eyes full of tears.
Oh why do they call you these terrible things?
They trip up your feet, and they step on your wings.
They say that you aren’t worthy of affection,
And I say, don’t ever doubt yourself.
I’ve seen your highs,
I’ve seen your lows,
I know that you are beautiful,
So don’t listen to a word they say,
‘Cause they don’t know who you are.

Hey little girl, you know you’re not alone,
There’s this boy on the street, he plays the saxophone.
He’s got a case full of coins and seems to smile as he plays,
And laughs with everyone who comes his way.
He seems to be at ease with the attention,
But I know, sometimes he doubts himself.
So tell him, ‘play your heart, play your soul,
‘Cause that music of yours is beautiful,
And don’t listen to a word they say,
Dec 17


I glided across the stage, letting the music take hold of me.
Who knew I could switch from tense and quivering to cool, calm and collected so quickly?
In the beginning, standing in the wings, I trembled so nervously as I watched the beautiful dancer fouette across the rough floor.
When she finished, I emerged from the curtains and stood so stiffly that my insides cramped. 
I stood there, frazzled at how large the audience was, how eager they were to watch me dance.
Finally, my feet began to move.
They swept off the floor so elegantly, making a soft "tap" whenever my toe touched the ground again. 
I felt like the swirling wind had gotten a grasp on me, never letting me go again.
But it wasn't bad. 
No, not bad at all.
In fact, it was rather amazing.
This was when I realized that there was no need to be nervous, but to be prepared and excited for what lies ahead.
Nov 25


My anxiety is there; it is always with me. It is the itch on my back I can’t reach, the worrying thought forever in my brain. It is the hidden factor in all my thoughts, the constant fear of what will happen that drives my life. It makes the impossible options the most real, the most powerful. It turns the pleasant memories into the ones that make me afraid of what happens when I close my eyes. It makes me afraid to fall asleep because when I do, I don’t know what happens, outside my window, outside my door, in my closet. It makes me afraid to speak in public because I know I’ll mess up, even when I don’t. It’s in my every nerve, it runs through me with every pump of the heart. With every step that moves me forward, it asks, would it be better if I didn’t?