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Vanessa about her recent man problems. She says she was up all last night.”
    Tracy looked at me and took a sip of her wine.
    â€œShe may have been up all last night, but she wasn’t thinking about any guys. She was thinking about something else,” she commented.
    I was itching for Tracy to say what it was in front of Susan and the Hollywood powers-that-be who were inside that room. But I had to wait it out. It would have sounded like a setup if I broke down and said it myself.
    â€œSo, what were you thinking about?” Susan asked me.
    I looked at Tracy, and she gave me a look of concern. I knew she wouldn’t want me badgering Susan about a Flyy Girl movie as much as I bothered her about it, especially at a mourning for her uncle.
    So I backed down from it. I said, “I was just thinking about what I need to do to carve out my own particular niche in life while living under the roof of a famous cousin, that’s all.”
    Susan stared at me. She said, “Hmm, now that is a dilemma. However, sometimes it’s better to get behind a wheel that’s already rolling instead of trying to push a brand-new one. And then once you understand the laws of momentum, you’ll be able to roll your own wheel with much less muscle. You know what I mean?”
    She was telling me to stay behind Team Tracy and not think about Team Vanessa yet.
    I said, “Well, what if the wheel doesn’t want to move in the direction that you would like to help and move it in?”
    Tracy looked away as if she wasn’t in it.
    Susan looked at my cousin briefly and then back to me.
    â€œI can’t imagine Tracy not wanting to try new things. She’s always been the adventurous one. So, what direction are you trying to push her in? You have me curious now.”
    Tracy finally spoke up about it. “She wants me to get involved with a complicated film project that we’ve already talked about, and I told her that we’ll all have to wait it out for the best time to do it.”
    Susan looked at me and asked, “Is it something you’ve written? I wouldn’t mind taking a look at it. My uncle Eddie taught us all to always make new opportunities available.”
    Susan was really reaching out to me. I appreciated that.
    I answered, “No, it’s something that Tracy’s written that all the urban girls I know are already waiting on.”
    â€œYou can’t speak for everyone else,” Tracy told me. “A lot of people get overzealous about the ideas, but then they become lukewarm to the reality. I’ve seen that happen many times in the film world now.
    â€œPeople said they loved Road Kill and Jump-start as ideas, just like I did,” she told me. “But they didn’t show up to give us love once the movies hit the theaters. So don’t believe everything you read about or hear from these so-called fans.”
    â€œSo what project is she talking about that you’ve written already?” Susan asked. She was still in the dark.
    Tracy finally coughed it up. “ Flyy Girl.”
    Susan’s mouth dropped open before she let out a big, “Oh.” She said, “Yeah, the problem with that is the lack of known stars in that age category.”
    I said, “I see movies with white teenagers every month, who don’t have big names either.”
    Susan said, “Yeah, but many of those guys are coming from the ranks of television. And they may not be known stars to you, but they do have a television audience to build on.”
    â€œSo do our rappers and singers,” I countered. “They have a built-in audience, too.”
    â€œYeah, but they don’t have acting credentials,” Tracy butted in.
    â€œNor did you, but you came out and blew Led Astray out of the water,” I snapped at her. I was getting fed up with all the talk about the actors and actresses making the movie. What about the story making unknown actors and