If I was a TV show...

I'd be one about the zombie apocalypse. I'd be directed by Frank Darabont. I'd be on the best network for original TV.

Enter: "The Walking Dead," AMC's new show that premieres on Halloween night.

For the past 5 months I haven't exactly been secretive about my excitement for this show. Before production began on the show, I got a chance to read the pilot script. I absolutely fell in love with it and vowed to myself that I would be on the show - which is a pretty tall order for someone who hasn't actually worked in television yet.

So I targeted agents, casting directors, the Georgia Film Commission - just about everyone I could think of that was involved with the production or casting of the pilot. I sent letters, made phone calls, sent emails...and then, finally, my agent got through to a casting director and they accepted a video audition from me for a small role in the pilot.

And I didn't book it.

By now they're halfway done filming the first season, and for now I'm going to have to be patient. Maybe I'll get another chance during season 2, but this is the way the business goes. You celebrate the small victories - an audition you didn't expect, a callback that you felt good about. In LA I'm learning that what everyone always said is true: you get rejected 200 times before you're accepted. It doesn't necessarily mean that you're bad, but it means that you don't fit the casting director's vision of that role. I just feel blessed to be living in this city and building a career in the thing I love. After a year of living here, I can see a foundation for my career being laid.

For about a week I was a little bitter towards Linds Edwards for getting the part I wanted in "The Walking Dead." It turns out he doesn't look anything like me. We would never be considered for the same parts. And even if we were exactly the same type, my God is planning all my steps, not some casting director or agent in an office in LA. When He wants me in a role, He'll give me the opportunity. This wasn't my time.

Now I'm setting my DVR, blocking my night out in iCal, and anticipating the premiere of the show I've been so fascinated with.

But you better keep watching through season 2, because this casting director hasn't seen the last of me yet....