Auditions in New York

Every time she went to auditions in New York she would come home in tears, her ego shattered, her self-esteem a grisly smear on the wooden floorboards of some old theatre, or tracked across the carpet of a cramped Manhattan production company office. Too often, the only way that she could make herself feel immune to the pain that auditions in New York City would inevitably cause her was to drown her sorrows in alcohol with a group of sympathetic friends, many of whom had been similarly traumatized.

Back in the old days, Auditions in New York weren't such a big deal. She was a young spunky kid of just ten years old, and she faced any challenge dead in the face with her freckled chin held high and her eyes a steely gaze. Auditions in New York were nothing when dad was writing hit soap scripts and getting scooped up in limousines. She felt like the world was her French fry.

But a young girl soon becomes a young woman, and sunburnt shoulders give way to plaid skirts and white button-downs, and auditions in New York become Dead shows in Connecticut. Many never would have let it all go, but working in the industry and watching as her family took a long slow roller coaster ride to divorce and siblings scattered to separate coasts, auditions in New York, along with many other things, simply lost their luster.