I have never made a secret of the fact that I would love to be killed in a horror movie. I grew up loving scary movies. I was a witch 7 straight years for Halloween when I was young. I was into horror movies as far back as I can even remember. I’m not sure why I have the passion for the macabre, but it’s never waned. I will say that I watch less scary movies now that I’m on my own so much because it does inhibit my sleeping, but I still love them nonetheless. That is why I was so shocked and thrilled to hear from a movie producer that works for the SyFy Network who told me they have a role in a new original production based out of Baton Rouge, LA. How could I pass something like this up right? SyFy had had some decent actors in their movies the last few years, so why would I NOT want to have a guest role in Ragin’ Cajun’ Alligators? A back woods Louisiana bayou movie with crazed alligators killing everyone. Campy, yes. Funny, yes. A great story? Yes. Then I read the script. The movie itself actually seems pretty funny, but my role starts out like this:

Rachel: (stands up from squat after peeing in the woods)

Really? I have to be peeing in my first and probably only movie role? There are actually some serious speaking lines involved which is cool. My character sounds pretty white trash, and I take no issue with that, but this is how my life comes to a gruesome end….

Rachel: after tripping over an alligator lying in wait, Rachel gets dragged into the lake and death rolled by the gator. Can I really consider doing this film? Of course Holly, tells me how can we not make the trip for a weekend to Louisiana for a weekend to do this? But the more I think about it, do I really want to be peeing-NO or get death rolled by a mutant gator?-NO.