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Her blog is at: http://michellefawkes.blogspot.com
What inspired you to write your book?
Lust.
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Chapter 1
Casting calls are awful. You sit and wait to be called to do your reading. You go in to do your best, then they say “Thank you” and it’s over and you know you didn’t get the part. But sometimes, just sometimes, they smile and you get the part, however small, and you feel that rush of excitement like no other. It’s what keeps me going back.
I sat in the dingy waiting room, a dozen other hopefuls around me, and tried to maintain my confidence. My modeling and talent agent, Becky Morris, had been excited when she told me about it. This call was a big deal. It was for a movie, a real movie, not some local car dealer commercial.
I looked around the room and, in addition to the usual unknowns like me, a couple of B-list actresses were there as well. I fidgeted with my smart phone. Sinda Perkins, another model/actress from my agency had entered and now sat frowning at me from the corner chair.
I tried to give her a smile, but she glared back. “You stole that commercial from me.”
Conversation in the room stopped.
I blinked in surprise. Last month, we had both tried out for a 30 second TV commercial for the Elegance Spa and Dance Studio, but I got the job. “I didn’t steal anything.”
“Yeah, right. I should have gotten that job. Besides, my boobs are bigger, I dance better, and I can kick my legs higher than you can.”
One of the other girls looked up from her laptop and said, “And wider.”
Sinda’s mouth flew open, but before she could respond, the door to the studio area opened and the blonde assistant said, “Allison Burk.”
I stood up quickly and followed her inside. At the far end of the room, three people sat at a long conference table. I recognized two of them instantly and my stomach flipped. Jess Welder, the famous director, sat in the middle flanked by Christopher Deal, this year’s nominee for Best Actor in Moondark Castle.
Jess motioned me toward the chair in front of the table. “Please, sit down.”
I swallowed hard and glanced at the open folder in front of him as I sat down. There, on top of the stack of papers, was my latest promo photo. It was one of a set, taken by the strange old photographer, Max Egon and was different from my usual bright and smiley shots. This one was dark and serious, with a black background and dramatic lighting.
“You have a very persistent agent. I’ve known Becky for years and she practically threatened to kill my dog if I didn’t invite you for a reading.”
I laughed. “Becky is wonderful.”
He motioned to his left. “This is Chris.”
Every girl’s wet dream gave me a grin as he flashed those sexy eyes of his and said, “Hi, there.” Even sitting there casually, he oozed sex appeal.
Jess turned to his right. “This is David Asdorian. He’s one of our backers for this project.
Mister Asdorian didn’t smile, but nodded an acknowledgement in my direction.
Jess leaned back in his chair and interlaced his fingers across his ample stomach. “The movie is going to be called, Bite of the Vampire. Chris is already set as the lead and we’re looking for a heroine.”
I swallowed hard. Geez, this was my big chance.
Jess leaned forward and pushed a few stapled sheets of paper across to me.
I glanced at them, reading quickly, noting they were pieces of a roughly formatted script. Two characters appeared in dialogue, one marked Marcus, the other Eloise. “How do you want me to present it?”
Jess grinned. “Just follow the cue descriptions. Chris will read the Hero parts”
I took a deep breath, looked down at the script and began.
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