The first day on set was chaos.
Maya had spent years perfecting the voice of Concrete Roses in print and digital, but television? It was a whole new battlefield.
Bright lights. Cameras. A crew of over fifty people waiting on her every word.
The producers at Gotham Networks had set up a test shoot to get Maya comfortable before the first episode aired.
She adjusted her earpiece as the director counted down.
"Three… two… one… action."
The red light on the camera blinked on, and suddenly, Maya felt the weight of the moment.
This wasn't just an article. It wasn't a podcast. It was her, live, on-screen, speaking directly to millions.
She took a breath.
And she owned it.