Auditions. Why I get so nervous before some auditions and not others doesn’t really make sense. Sometimes I can’t control the firing between my nerve synapses. I had a couple of auditions last week. One for a movie called the “Touristers” and one for a Cartoon Network show on Adult swim. The second one was a breeze. The first one for “Touristers” drove me bonkers. Why? Because I had to prepare a two minute comedic monologue. Very torturous. Haha! It’s hard enough doing a read with a casting director or reader that’s giving you nothing… try doing a two minute monologue to someone giving you a blank stare the whole time while judging you. So I picked a monologue where I would be talking on the phone, avoiding the whole staring at casting person. Turned out I was doing it to the camera also, so it wasn’t so bad after all. Perhaps I have made a break through in my audition monologue phobia. I felt I wasn’t old enough for the part, but what I think doesn’t really matter most of the time. Call backs aren’t until September, so I’ll file that one away in the “Don’t think about it anymore” file. In fact all auditions should go into that file once I walk out of the room, but it is always easier said than done!
Yesterday I was scheduled for my first casting director workshop since coming back from vacation in July. I got there and everything was locked and closed. I got all pissed off because I thought I wasn’t contacted, but turns out an e-mail was sent Friday night that it was canceled. Lesson, check your e-mails even on the weekend, save yourself some gas money. There’s no escaping modern technology, even on the weekends. There’s one coming up this Wednesday with Dan Shaner, please don’t cancel, ok?
Last night I re watched “What the bleep do we know.” I’m going to integrate more Quantum Physics into my acting career. Don’t ask me to explain. Watch the movie. Haha!
