By Marc Littman
Geraldo grudgingly tossed the script before taking his spot in front of the cameras. He squeezed his eyes shut, shuddered, and waited a beat for his character to shove him into the shadows, take over the spotlight and shine. Only after the director yelled “That’s a wrap” could young Geraldo slink back into his body.
The painful routine earned Geraldo fame and fortune. Critics proclaimed he acted with abandon. Fearless.
On his deathbed, the thespian confessed he never acted, merely served as a host. And what did he think of his brazen characters? Sometimes he’d applaud but mostly he resented them.
Creepy and great
I enjoyed reading this. I liked the concept and the way the tale was told.
I really like the way you wrote this story to show the battle between the introvert and the extrovert.
Wonderful! Great depiction of a veritable occupational hazard that can cut too close to the bone at times. It’s also a fabulous allusion to the subtle shades separating reality in all its forms from the shadows of delusion.
“All the world’s a stage…”
Wow! That’s a great depiction of the fact that all is -not- always what it seems!
Very well written!!