**Casting About: Part 1**
Note: Original post was removed due to a link to Wikipedia (go figure).
I started writing this after reading Robert Evans’s The Kid Stays in the Picture. It’s slow to start (sex-wise), but I’m pretty sure from the first chapter title, you can tell it’s not going to stay PG forever.
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**Darling Starts a Porn Company**
The thing about fame is that it attracts all sorts, the eager and the hesitant looking to push their limits, the smart and the naïve, the good and the bad. Fame attracts them all, and it doesn’t really care about the wants or needs of anyone. I was a failed actor, so I knew all about this. I’d been on dozens of TV shows over the years, mostly playing “Clean-Cut College Student #3” or some other *totally* fleshed out role, and I’d even headlined a few pilots that never made it past a test audience. I knew the business, production, development, distribution. I knew fame just enough to know it avoided me like the plague. I knew that to be on the other side of the camera, to make it big that way, you need to have contacts that only fame could provide, which of course I didn’t have.