Hey!

 

Week’s almost over. It’s been a really good week--consistently positive all around.  Work is going really well--at least, some of the things I have been dreading and trying to get done for the past few months are 99% done, which is, frankly, a personal triumph.  The acting is off the hook right now.  Nailed a callback earlier this week (got some very, very good feedback from the director), had a really strong acting class (did a scene from ER and was able to be the tired, irritated doctor, no problems there) and had a fun audition at lunch.

 

So, no real complaints. Off to a family dinner for Whit’s birthday and looking forward to a fun weekend.  

 

Perhaps this is the calm before the storm. I have a feeling that next week will be full of number crunching, rationalizing, presenting, convincing, rethinking and reworking.  That’s all right.  The acting class is good, it’s a good break in the middle of the week to connect me to what I am designed for.  The class yesterday was one of the classes where it’s like a real set, where you get the scene, memorize it, then go in and shoot it in one take.  Boom. Perform or die. Great stuff. Really, I think that everyone should take an acting class and do this kind of thing. It teaches you to listen, to let go, and forces you to stop being so self-conscious.  You just gotta GO, you just gotta DO, you just GOTTA.

 

So, it’s good. It’s good.

 

And now I wait. I wait to hear whether or not I booked the spot (probably not), and whether or not I get called back (hope so).  I made a spreadsheet to track all my auditions, something I should have done a long time ago, so I can see what casting directors are bringing me in, what directors have seen me, whether or not I booked it, that kind of thing.  It had better be empowering, dammit.

 

It was fun to wake up this morning and have Whit run off to work to deal with the “Pluto not being a planet” thing. Very cool.

 

Later!