the type-castedA Poem by delapruchna.angry because the role that led them to the top, is the only one that anyone remembers, the actor/actresses trudges through the rest of their career as if this was their proverbial “cross to bear”--- but how many actors/actresses are every really known to begin with? how many do we consumers of popular culture, recognize, the minute the curtain opens, the theme song ends on our favorite show, or the credits are over & the film begins? for that matter, how many artists, writers, painters, dancers, comedians, etc. are ever really widely distributed at all? how many of those who struggle, ever get to quit their 9-5 or 7-7 in order to pursue what they love full-time? for the rest of us who will spend a lifetime working on our art, doing the time & never get to leave the pleasures of minimum wage, please mr. & ms. type-casted, stop bitching about the fact that once you played a character or a role which will go down in our cultural history, as something that touched us all, or amazed us in such a way, that we will always associate your face with it--- you are lucky to have ever gotten such a chance. © 2012 delapruch |
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Added on June 26, 2012 Last Updated on June 26, 2012 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
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