Bah. I have been out of touch for a week now, more or less, with no better excuse other than the fact that work has been riotously demanding, and for a few good reasons, I have been utterly, helplessly depressed, to the point that I avoid something I love dearly (as you can probably tell): writing.
I will not go into detail about why or how I found myself lumbering into the seeming depths of despair, because it could all simply boil down to the fact that I am a woman. :D Therefore, I reiterate yet again that tis the only reason I hate being a woman. Besides, I did say that I intended this blog to only be of happy things and I intend to stay true to that intention (talk about repetitive redundancy).
So let me update you on the more important aspects of my life as of late:
1. I unfortunately didn't make the final cut for Twelfth Night. However, it was a true honor and great experience for me to experience my first professional audition (without any real training whatsoever, save for a workshop or two), gain a callback (which is AWESOME, considering) and it will hopefully only be the beginning of many more auditions (and hopefully castings) to come. I at least know now that if I am to take all this theatre business seriously, I must always have a few monologues prepared, a resume, and a headshot. Of course, anyone doing the acting thing seriously must know this already... otherwise, Take Note! :) Apart from these lessons, I met some really awesome people - Kevin and Felicia. I unfortunately was not able to acquire Felicia's number - she did awesome and we had such a chemistry going on... I would be real happy if she got the part. I still am in touch with Kevin, though, thanks to him asking if we could exchange contact info during the last batch of rehearsals. I had auditioned with him for a few scenes - he as Sir Toby, and myself as Maria. He's a pretty awesome guy and is very much into theatre, as well.
PS: One important lesson I learned here as well, is always be TRUE to yourself. If your gut instinct tells you something, listen to it. Trust yourself. The more true you are to yourself, the more true your performance, and you therefore do them one heck of a show. Don't ever hold back and don't let anyone prevent you from following your gut instinct!
2. My second client, Time Warner, is launching their reports this week. I'm dying. 'Nuff said.
3. There were auditions yesterdayfor an indie pop/folk musical. It would have been lovely to audition but I've been sick as of late - I think I'm allergic to some seasonal thing here in Texas - stuffy nose, headaches, itchy eyes, scratchy throat... it sucks :(
4. I am still looking forward to starting cello lessons next month. Hopefully, I'll be able to start them. The prospect of these lessons is what's giving me hope right now. And ever listened to the Cool as Folk station on Yahoo Launchcast? They got some great tunes over there. Take note I said "some." ;)
Dr J, thank you very much for your kind comments, I never knew you actually read my blog! I've always loved reading yours, and it kind of prepares me as to what to expect upon finally entering the world of English in the academe as a graduate student. IT sux, English rox ;D And as you can tell, the second round of auditions went fine, not as good as the first, to be honest, but either way, I learned a lot from the experience. Also, don't let your bad experiences leave you so jaded... have hope, and I'm sure the One will arrive in the moment you least expect or in God's good time, as they say. Hah! Yes, I am a hardcore hopeful romantic... having gone or seen so much evil in the world, that there's just GOT to be something good out there to make everything worth it.
Thanks all, and hopefully, I can get back on track soon. I think I just need a break. So if I'm not back in a few days, rest assured that I am cuddled up somewhere under a warm blanket with a delightful new read (I've been reading feverishly these past few weeks, and I must say yet again: I LOVE ASLAN!!!), regaining inspiration from my muses and silently healing my stormy insides (take that for a double entendre). ;)
Ciao and see you at the tracks.
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Heya Stefy, yea it was me, I didn't post my site lest he try to bug me here ;) Haha, sorry I couldn't help it! I miss you too, girl! Huggles, muah! Love the caliraya pics ;D
To tell you the truth, Jen, I didn't read your blog until you started commenting on mine. As for Grad School, I hope and pray that your experiences do not turn out like mine, more disenchanting than inspiring, save for meeting some wonderful students and a select few wonderful Profs (like, btw, RK from my blog). Just don't be too surprised when you discover that most of your colleagues really aren't that interested in reading. Or reading literature, anyway. *sigh*
As for my "kind words," they were the least I could offer. Keep your good spirits up. I too was once a hopeful romantic (in all senses of that overly-loaded word), and still am a bit, but only in the most closeted ways. Amazing what the passage of time does. *shrug* C'est la vicera....
Keep yourself well. (And, by the way, note that you have been tagged. See my blog for an explanation if you want it.) Cheers,
El Docco J
Well of course you wouldn't be able to read it had I not commented on your blog, Dr. J, this blog isn't publicly listed ;) Although, I meant that I thought you didn't read after the fact seeing as you already were/are doing so MUCH reading :D I do appreciate and admire the time you invest in reading... I had met a professional writer/editor in L.A. once and upon confessing my dreams for the future, he told me that there really is one great thing that makes a great writer: READING.
I did see your tag before the weekend began, and I do thank you for reinforcing the fact. ;) I just got back from out of town and will post accordingly! Cheers, and be well, as well (heh couldn't resist that), el medico bueno :D
Ah, petit rouge renard,
Thanks for responding to the tag. So far you're the only one who has. Nice entry on that, by the way.
As for reading, it can become a burden, especially when you're in grad school, and you're constantly being directed either to idiot-wind criticism or literature of questionable quality. So-called "professional reading" often makes people come to hate reading, such that I remember one professor declaring to a group of MA candidates that "by the end of this year, more than half of you will never want to open a book again." He was right, for all-too-many people.
So, my advice, such as it is, is this: try to maintain your love of reading. By the sounds of it, you're the sort of student I would have enjoyed to have in one of my classes, in which we used to do Real Reading. There's nothing quite like being able to spend four weeks just teasing through King Lear. Insert nodding head here.
Cheers and best,
J.
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