On the Lot, my film making dreams come true
I speak to my crew swiftly
Man the lights!
Actors know your lines
The Time! has come
Action! I scream
Horrible, horrible!
Cut!
From the top
Days pass
Then weeks
Months
At last my masterpiece is made
It is sure to be a hit at the boxoffice
Ah! Miserable death you fail me
Rubert thumbs down, is he mad?
Then I dissolve into more scripts
I present new actors
And begin the whole saga again
Cynthia Yildirim
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