...Hollywood is a cruel mistress, who just when you think you've got her figured out, rears back and crushes your hopes a dreams like the stale end of a cigarette butt that’s burnt deep into the filter, under the stiletto end of her ruby red high heel shoes. And yet, no matter how many times she breaks your heart, you still answer her every call, nipping at her feet like a lost puppy who’s was kicked to the curb yet managed to find his way home after several cold, damp nights of bitter desperation, clinging to every tiny morsel of affection commonly referred to in this town as encouragement. ...Hollywood may own us, but they will never break us.
Chris, read what you wrote, couldn't have summed it up any better than your description of An Actors Life. I am not there yet, but where I am, I can surely relate to it. I am such an Actor where it is what I am, and not to be acting everyday or somewhat consistently is in my opinion like a slow, subtle death. Not really abrupt for there always seems to be something else out there to cling to until it is realized a Shadow or actually a Solid. Write back anytime you feel it. RICH PARRISH