I arrive at my hotel apartment excited, inspired even. “It’s October 1st when I touch down in Toronto, the cleaner, friendlier New York City I’ll call home for the next three months of my life.

This seemed like good logic to me, so I signed the contract.” The polite term for this in acting is to say, “I don’t respond to the material,” even if the exact language might be something more like, “I’m terrified this might be trash.” But my agents had urged me to do the project because the paycheck was pretty good, the only other projects I was being offered were cheesy sitcom roles and reality shows, and they said it’s worth it to make the connection with a respectable up-and-coming company like Netflix. I had expressed early concerns about the pilot script. Granted, “taking it” wasn’t the easiest of choices. Well, actually it’s an ensemble, but I’m the lead and, considering the network upgrade, I’ll take it.

I’ve been offered the lead role in a new Netflix series-NETFLIX (cue confetti)-and this is no two-hander, baby. FOR THE first time in years, I have hope.

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