Yep, the phone didn't ring yesterday. Only once. It was Kristen, who has an uncanny knack for calling when I'm hoping for a call even though I don't even think she knows I was waiting for a call. So...on to the next one. There is a lot of that - "on to the next one." It's gotta be some sort of mantra among actors. If not this one, then the next. It keeps you going, in a way. It goes like this: "Sigh (deep breath). On to the next one." Almost like preparing for another punch to the gut - come on, I can take it. Rwarrr...
The meeting with Lindsay Jameyson went well. It was a small group, which was nice, and she read one on one with each of us. I always seem to get cast at these things in a strong-confident-woman-type role, which is fine with me. A strong woman who is trying to prove herself. Talk about typecasting.
There is a bit of a chill here in LA today and I am liking it. I am really looking forward to the holidays this year and this chill reminds me that they are on their way. Just need to keep pushing for a few more weeks...I'm trying to do a surge of meeting with casting directors before the year is out, in hopes that the new year will bring more opportunities because of the connections I'm building now. And I've been running every other morning and hiking at Runyon with Corinne at least once a week. Keeping healthy and ready for whatever may come my way. And when the surge is done, I get rewarded with turkey and time with family. That is the hardest part about all of this - being away from family. I am lucky to have a supportive family that understands the importance of following dreams but after seven years of being either in NY or LA, the longing to be near family hasn't grown any quieter. It has become part of the drive.
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