An Actor in a Film He Didn’t Write

I sit once again window side looking out on a scene that would be featured in any Hallmark movie. The snow from two nights ago has been carved onto the sides of the streets, now enhancing the color of the red bricks that have built up this small American town. Every now and then, the whirrs of the latte wands will break up the consistent chatter of local regulars. There’s a familiarity with everyone here. There’s something tangible through their nods and their eye contact. They are the characters in the movie. They fit this town. They were cast perfectly for the film. You’d watch the movie and believe they belonged. I’d be one who attempted to be cast as an extra, only to be turned down. “We like you and you do have a certain look. We just don’t feel like you belong in this particular movie. We will keep your resume on file and be sure to call you once the right story comes along!” That was the casting call in Tokyo. That was the casting call in Seattle. And that is the casting call in Hallmark Move 32, shot in the quaint town of Bixby, Oklahoma.