Upcoming Auditions 

We are excited to announce our soft opening show will be Steel Magnolias, July 16, 17, 18, 23, 24 and 25. Tickets will go on sale June 4th.

Audition information:

Directed by: Susie Tilley

Produced by: Christy Hawkins

March 27th, 3:00 PM At Masonic Theatre - 514 Hancock Street

To limit the amount of people in contact, we request that you signup for a time at https://forms.gle/vEVKMfGWJq27dKyj9

After time signup, we will send an email with request of digital submission of the audition sheet, along with other info for the audition process. Due to COVID we will be pioneering the audition process so please be patient

We will be accepting video submissions if you can not attend the auditions in person. Please send video to nbrivertowneplayers@gmail.com (must be received by March 27th, 3:00 PM)

Choose a monologue below for character you feel best fits you. Please show your off your talents!!! If you want to memorize more than one please feel free! We will be colorblind casting so we encourage ALL ethnicities to audition! We strongly suggest trying a southern accent. It will be used in the show so your best attempt is encouraged!

The ages listed are play as ages...you do not have to be that age as long as you can play to that age.

Callbacks/chemistry tests: March 30th - 7:00 PM

At Masonic Theatre.

Callbacks and chemistry tests will be done with semi-cold readings. You will be sent scenes of the character/characters we would like you to read for.

Steel Magnolias Audition Monologues:

Truvy (talking to Annelle about the local gossip. She obviously knows it all) 40s to 50s

I have a strict philosophy that I have stuck to for fifteen years... “There’s no such thing as natural beauty”. Remember that, or we’re out of a job. You must live close by. Within walking distance, I mean. I didn’t see a car. You live over at Robeline’s, right? Ruth Robeline, now there’s a story. She’s a twisted, troubled soul. Her life’s been an experiment in terror. Husband killed in Vietnam. I have to tell you, when it comes to suffering, she’s right up there with Elizabeth Taylor.

Annelle (talking to M’lynn about Shelby’s death) early 20s

I think in Shelby’s case, she wanted to take care of that baby, of you, of everybody she knew... and her poor body was just worn out. It wouldn’t let her do everything she wanted to do. So she went to on to a place where she could be a guardian angel. She will always be young. She will always be beautiful. And I personally feel much safer knowing she’s up there on my side. I know some people might think that sounds real simple and stupid... and maybe I am. But that’s how I get through things like this.

Clairee (while telling everyone about her gay nephew) 50s to 60s

I’m such a nosy old thing. I asked him how he...met people. Cause in my day you could tell by a man’s carriage and demeanor by which side his bread was buttered on. But today? In this day and age? Who knows? I asked Marshall, “How can you tell?” and he says “All gay men have track lightin’. And all gay men are named Mark, Rick, or Steve.” (laughs) He is such a nut... track lightin’ (laughs).

Shelby (talking to her mom about her pregnancy and her possible health problems) mid 20s

Mama. I don’t know why you have to make everything so difficult. I look at having this baby as the opportunity of a lifetime. Sure, there may be some risk involved. That’s true for anybody. But you get through it and life goes on. And when it’s all said and done there’ll be a piece of immortality with Jackson’s looks and my sense of style...I hope. Mama, please. I need your support. I would rather have thirty minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special.

M’Lynn (talking, through tears, about the last minutes with Shelby) late 40s

I stayed there. I kept on pushing...just like I always have where Shelby was concerned...hoping she’d sit up and argue with me. But finally we all realized there was no hope. At that point I panicked. I was afraid that I wouldn’t survive the next few minutes while they turned off the machines. Drum couldn’t take it. He left. Jackson couldn’t take it. He left. It struck me as amusing. Men are supposed to be made of steel or something. But I couldn’t leave. I just sat there holding Shelby’s hand while the sounds got softer and the beeps got farther apart until all was quiet. There was no noise, no tremble. Just peace. I realized as a woman how lucky I was. I was there when this wonderful person drifted into this world, and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life so far.

Ouiser (arguing with Clairee over going out to get cultured in New York) 50s to 60s

Let’s get one thing straight. I don’t see plays because I can nap at home for free. I don’t see movies because they’re all trash and full of naked people. And I don’t read books because if they’re any good, they’ll be made into a mini-series. And as far as Owen is concerned, Clairee, a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste. We are friends. He would like more. I’m dealing with that. But I am old and set in my ways. Besides, I can’t help that men find me desirable.