Well, the submission is going to happen. It's what happens afterwards that we don't know about. That's when the casting office takes a look at everything and decides "Hmm, she looks interesting. Let's meet her."
Wouldn't it be grand if it were that easy. That simple. Just "Come on in. We like you". But it isn't like that. At least not for me. Not yet. Maybe in the near future people will say "Oh her, yeah. Let's work with her". But not yet. However, I am holding hope to hear back from the folks in New Orleans. Playing an "Alexis Carrington" type of character would be smashing. And the gig in Richmond as Mary Todd Lincoln -- no slouch either. To be Mrs Lincoln. How could that be bad? Oh, maybe if I have to deal with the ego of Bill O'Reilly. If that's part of it, then this truly will be a spiritual test. Not one of my favorite people. Oh well. We'll just have to wait and see. One way to deal will be to remember that we are all made of the same clay, and that breath brought us all to be. Keeping that in mind, maybe I'll be able to see past the stupid things he stands for, and try to just see the man. Good thought. Let's see if I can do it. But -- I'd have to get the job first.
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