I just worked out and I feel amazing!
I met an agent last night who was "meh" towards me and I felt like crap.
I had a really great callback yesterday afternoon and I felt amazing!
I had to turn down a voice over job because I just so happened to not be in Philly and I felt like crap.
People, that's all within 24 hours. 24 HOURS. There's a fine line to walk in this business and I haven't found it yet. Be emotionally available in the room but face rejection constantly out of the room. Be outgoing but don't be too outgoing. Be mysterious so they'll want more but don't close you're self off too much. W.T.F.
It's mad aggravating, yo! This cliff edge that gets walked on that, honestly, I don't know if anyone ever nails totally. What I find most frustrating is the fact that it's a business of opinions. Someone could LOVE my headshot but then the next person I meet could totally hate it and be confused by it. But I'm working on it. It's a work in progress and the more people I meet the more I realize that I'm getting there.
I'm getting there. At least I'm somewhere.
One thing that I am appreciating about going in for more people is recognizing that most people just want to see a journey. Most people seem thoroughly happy about the fact that I come in and I present them with a simple story and journey within the monologue. I have that going for me. At least I have that.
I don't know if I will ever be a perfect package. I'm messy. But what I can do better is go in more prepped and more ready than I ever have before. I can change my life. I have that power.
Cooking lunch/dinner then off to meet an associate casting director for Roundabout! Tomorrow is a day of relaxation, reading, tuning in with myself, and revamping decisions. Then Saturday is an ALL DAY VOICE OVER CLASS with the one and only Peter Rofe. I am doing it, y'all. I just want to meet some people and guess what? I'm doing just that.
Off I go.
-Cindy
Yes - so important to remember how subjective the arts world is. Writers understand it too. A friend wrote to me today feeling a little unglued because an editor rejected her. No, I wanted to say, he didn't reject her, he rejected the piece she'd written. Big difference, but also not a big difference. When you put your heart into your work and someone else doesn't like it, it's hard to keep that separation between your work and your self. Keep on truckin'.
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