"Lisa Goldstein - Fortune And Misfortune" - читать интересную книгу автора (Goldstein Lisa)

I told her about my few commercials and
the made-for-cable movie I’d done. "I was
Iras in Antony and Cleopatra at the San
Diego Shakespeare festival," I said. "I
was also the understudy for Rosalind in As
You Like It, but the damned woman refused
to get sick."

She seemed a little puzzled at this.
Wondering why I bothered with Shakespeare,
maybe. "What about you?" I asked.

"I had a bit part on a soap," she said.
"It was a great gig, until they killed my
character off."

"I’m sorry," I said, and she laughed.
Los Angeles, they say, is where the
best-looking boy and the prettiest girl
from every high school in the country end
up. You can’t sneeze in this town without
infecting a former high school beauty
queen or football quarterback. Even so, I
thought this woman astonishingly
beautiful. She had deep sea-blue eyes,
dark lashes, and a mass of dark hair. More
than that, though, she had some subtle
arrangement of bone structure that
compelled you to look at her. She might
just make it, I thought, and felt the envy
that had dogged me ever since I had come
to town. Next to her all my faults stood
out in sharp relief–I was too short, too
plain, my mouth too thin. I hate myself
when I feel this petty, I struggle against
it, but I don’t seem to be able to help
it.

As penance I made an effort to like her.
And really, it wasn’t that difficult. She
had probably been told that she was
beautiful since before she could
understand the words, but for some reason
she didn’t seem to believe it. She
ridiculed herself, her ambitions, the idea
that she could make it in Hollywood where
so many others had failed.

"My parents are sure I’ll come crawling