Roberta Miles is rapidly gaining a reputation for her irreverent, autobiographical monologues that make up a tell-all expose of her quirky, edgy life. She premiered her monologues in a Three Cat Media production at Gorilla Tango Theater, and has also done readings at the Nerve Gallery, Kate the Great’s Book Emporium, the Flatiron Building, and at the Prop Theater in Beast Women. These monologues will be the basis for her one-woman show, expected to debut this fall.
Roberta has been awarded two honorable mentions from Writer’s Digest Magazine for her manuscripts; “I Twitch Now” and “It’s Not That He Was Handsome”. In addition she is also a graduate of the Second City Players Workshop.
Roberta Miles and Jillian Erickson Loose Chicks review: Loose Chicks
“…hugely talented and beyond clever. I thought it was funnier than the Vagina Monologues.”
-Allen Nichols, Department of Cultural Affairs, City of Chicago
"Monologist Roberta Miles reminisced about her promiscuous youth in a style like Jean Shepard writing a letter to 'Penthouse Forum.'" -Chicago Stage Review
“An artist who produces amazing and intimate emotions that flow and create these images she paints with her words. Her monologues are raw and powerful, exposing her innermost feelings to the listener by combining her memories with her current life; it’s joy and sorrow. She is passion. She is heat. She is lust. She is sensuality. She is creative genius. She is unforgettable.”
-Jillian Erickson, Co-Producer, Beast Women
"If a Beast Women show were a competition, the night’s winner would have been Roberta Miles. Roberta is well established around Chicago as a jazz singer, but at Beast Women she is a monologist. As she takes the stage, she gives off that classy air one might expect from a jazz singer or a classicist or an ethnographer about to regale the audience with tales from the field. When I have seen Roberta Miles perform, invariably her subject matter has been sexual misadventure, her own sexual misadventures. If the disparity between her poise and her sexual abandon does not grab you, the thoughtfulness of her self-effacing writing will. She covered a lot of ground: her naïve attempt in her youth to straighten a gay friend with her bed artistry, a spoiled three-way fueled by pot cookies, the truth about fellatio, and a list of sexual regrets that was both unique and unapologetic. Roberta Miles is not some trampy broad bragging about her many exploits; she is an articulate libido and a beguiling conscience. I laughed, I winced, I shook my head, and I laughed again."
-Scott Hill, Chicago Stage Review