Friday, January 16, 2009

Prayer needed: Saturday 10-2ish

This weekend will find me once again trying to prove my theatrical existence in a period of less than 2 minutes. 

Being an actor is a lot harder than some people realize. There's a lot on the line every time you get up for an audition. If a casting agency or director doesn't cast you, its YOU they passed up, not simply your product or idea. Its a very personal kind of rejection. The actor opens his/her emotions completely and is at the complete mercy of those in charge. It takes a lot of trust in oneself and in one's abilities.

And how can I fit everything that is "me" into 90 seconds of a monologue? or in 32 bars of a song? or even 30 seconds of dance or standup? Do they realize the kind of perfection that one has to have in order to accurately portray all of their abilities in so little time?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

So much time and so few things to do! ... Wait! ... Strike that! ... Reverse it! Thank you!

Ugg!

I made the mistake the other day of writing out a list of the things I have to do in the next three weeks... Just writing the list out was stressful! 

All prayers will be greatly appreciated, especially for focus and direction! 

I promise to write more once I get a handle on all of these things... at this point, I shouldnt even be taking this much time! 

:S  *sigh*

Friday, January 9, 2009

(this space stubbornly left blank on purpose)

... I literally have nothing to write about. I have this desire to share what I am feeling right now but am at a loss for words. How does one express their feelings of "blah" to their friends and family members? Wouldn't it be nice to feel the freedom to walk up to those you love and have the strength to say "I'm not satisfied with where I am. I want more." In a nutshell, I know big amazing changes are waiting for me right around the corner, waiting for me as soon as I am ready for them... in the meantime, I stand here, impatiently screaming "WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE HOLD UP IS?!!!!!"

In the words of one of my favorite bands:
"When I wake in the morning,
I want to blow into pieces.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
When I'm up with the sunrise
I want more than just the blue skies.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok."
More than just Ok, Switchfoot