The Mama Monologues

Nowadays it’s not enough to just sit on your tush in your room and write.
You have to go before the public and read.
Really, really well.
We do that.

The Writing Mamas are known for readings of their blogs and essays in full-on performances called The Mama Monologues©.
Anywhere from twelve to twenty-two mothers get up on stage and perform their LOL work. It’s funny because it’s soooo true. When they talk about breastfeeding, you can practically see their babies at their bosoms. When they complain about shopping with their children – you know it’s Happy Hour for kids! When their little ones get hurt, you want to put on Hello Kitty Band-Aids on their little, bloody knees, too.

We always perform with a well-known writer who becomes an honorary Writing Mama. Prior Mama Monologues© have been with Anne Lamott, Ayelet Waldman, Jacquelyn Mitchard (“Deep End of the Ocean”), Joyce Maynard (“At Home in the World”) and Sylvia Boorstein (“Happiness is An Inside Job”).

All profits are donated to charity or persons in need. We actively seek out members of the community who could use financial help. We believe in doing well by giving back. Our first recipients, three girls and their soon-to-be stepfather lost their mother and his fiancée when thugs shot into a family bedroom, instantly killing the mother and the baby still in her womb. We’ve also raised money for a charity that helps people who are penniless. Another time we raised ka-ching for the authors Stephen and Ondrea Levine. She has leukemia, he is in ill health and their finances need shoring. Our latest recipient will be a teenager who is paralyzed, has discovered innovative physical therapy and her insurance will not pay. The Writing Mamas will raise all that we can to help this girl.
During breaks in our performance we offer wine (a perk of being near the Wine Country) and have a Writing Mamas Bake Sale. Yes! Writing Mamas don’t just write. They don’t just perform. They cook! They bake! They clean! They’re mothers. We do EVERYTHING 24/7. Now where are our medals? We are goddesses. Where’s a good pedestal when you need one?
We enjoy sharing our writing with other parents who, like many of us, rarely have an evening out, while also doing something of service for the community.

It’s good karma. (These points are particularly helpful to offset the deficit of our earlier ones when we lost patience at our beautiful children. Despite the sometimes-high decibels that emanate from their and our mouths – we know we are blessed.)

Performing during the popular Mama Monologues© just may be some of the best fun you’ll ever have. Well, not exactly. There is sex. There is wine. There are Cheetos.