Monday, April 20, 2009

I have eight million arms.

I wonder, at times, if I could do so much more in one area if I wasn't doing eleventy things at once.

And then I remember that I'm hardwired to do aforementioned eleventy things at once. I will, therefore, never know.

American Notes is going beautifully. The cast and crew are amazingly kickass, and I hope that my attempts at "telling them where to stand and walk to" are paying off for others as much as I feel they are.

Also, in case I haven't already posted this, I'll do it again. I'm in love with this trailer, along with every piece of marketing for this show. Visually stunning and slightly snarky. The way I love it.

I am realizing, however, that my ability to do eleventy things at once makes for craptacular blog writing. Huh. That's unfortunate.

Monday, April 13, 2009


Seems to be the word to best describe my blogging. Or writing in general, for that matter.

I got my first paid writer's gig for something I wrote years ago that was meant for me. I performed it in a two woman I performed it as myself...never intending for it to go anywhere else. Now it's a short film located here. This is a film company that two amazing friends of mine started in New York. Yep. They moved to New York and started a film company. Coast stereotypes be damned, they're doing it their way.

A short while later, a friend called me in last minute for a voiceover for a training video. Paid me to portray finger puppet renditions of an operator and caller. Good stuff.

So as I struggle to be seen, to mail in, to get called in, to have anyone notice me and somehow spoonfeed me the elusive sense of Chicago Actor Legitimacy I have not fed myself in a while...I get paid for my work from my friends.

I'm not complaining. Just...noticing. Huh.