Hey, it’s me again
After a few busy months, I’m feeling the urge to write again. How convenient that I already have a blog!
Since July, I’ve worked as PA on one short film and an extra on five feature films, a TV series pilot, and a national commercial. I posed for an artistic picture by a talented photographer (and by artistic, I mean artistic; that’s not a euphemism for unclothed). I got professional headshots, registered with more talent agencies, took an audition seminar, and started classes in improv comedy. I’ve been cast in a supporting role in an independent film that starts shooting in 2009. I’ve also met a lot of interesting, creative people.
Things are slow right now. There are two movies currently shooting here that I haven’t been called for yet, but I hope to get at least one day of extra work on each. On the other hand, it’s nice to have free time around the holidays, not being on edge wondering if I’ll have a 6:30 am call the next day.
I’ve been battling a bad cold for the past week and a half, but I’ve also been fighting some emotional conflicts. It’s the damned economy. I’m angry and frustrated about the mortage industry bailout, I’m worried about the ramifications for this area if there is no automotive industry bailout (though I don’t believe that Chrysler, GM, or Ford should get one red cent), and I’m even stressing about the possibility of tax increases a year down the road. Everytime I read the news or an opinionated blog, my stomach twists and I feel the muscles in my shoulders clench. I know it’s not a productive reaction to have, yet I can’t seem to shake it.
I’ve been trying to take some actions to make myself feel more secure. I cancelled HD service that we had from AT&T U-verse; we have an older HD-ready TV and we have occasionally watched those channels, but the quality isn’t great. Waste of $10/month, so it’s gone. I’ve been investigating Once-A-Month-Cooking techniques, to save money, to provide healthier, easy side dishes, and to stock the freezer with quick, tasty dinner options for evenings when I’m on set. I’ve stopped looking at our 401k and IRA balances.
And, maybe I’ll start writing here again, to vent some of that frustration without piling it on my husband, who would only be frustrated that he can’t fix the situation.















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