Stumbled across some old journal entries, found one that was written one year ago today. I posted it publicly in 2012 in an attempt to have others help guide my life.
The feedback I got was great, but it didn’t fill the niche I was looking for. And how could it have? This was something that I had to figure out on my own. So, to myself, one year ago:
You figured it out (sort of)! You moved to NY like you said you would, you’ve managed to get gigs, you make your NY theatrical debut in less than a month. Your relationship with your family and friends is awesome. In regards to all those who said “oh, you’re going to hate it, everyone is so mean”, they were all wrong and in fact your life is super cool right now. Over 100 people subscribed to your Facebook fanpage less than 5 days after going public (because an internet “like” is utterly and completely representative of real life sentiment), and your blog has been viewed over 1500 times in the month since you posted your first entry. So yeah, good on you homie.
Auditions. Lots of auditions. General auditions for theatre company seasons, sending headshots out to random film gigs, one of which involves me making out with some girl on top of a car that I just stole and then setting fire to it when we’re done. Which would be a blast.
Just delivered the Esper check after having some amazing BBQ, it’s official, I’m locked in now. PUMPED.
I just finished the ADR for “Pretense”, which means I now have not one, not two, but FIVE films in post production. Some of which were shot over a year ago. Props to those who deliver, and shame on y’all who don’t. I should have enough material for a demo reel if and when I get everything back.
I’m almost done with this table (which has taken far too long). That, in addition to the furniture being delivered a week from today, means I will have a place that I can actually show off.
My folks are coming out here in June, which will be awesome.
Things I still have to figure out: How to install my window A/C. Whether or not I should look for an agent. Where there’s a laundry place that costs less than 2.50 wash, 2.50 dry. How to spend more time exploring this amazing place I live. Where there’s a cheap decent gym. Finding an inexpensive good guitar amp.
Not a bad life.