Oh the times they are a changing
I watched a movie tonight, which reminded me about livejournal. It's funny how we go away and come back to things, but writing what's happening in my life will never go out of style. The whole point of keeping this journal going was so that I could look back at in and remember what was going on in my life. Just glancing back a few entries it's quite the reminder. Last I wrote in here I was still at OCU. At this point, I've graduated - almost 2 years ago, and since returning from school things have been different than I expected. Different, but not necessarily bad. I've done a few odd acting jobs since leaving school, a reading/workshop of a new musical in Boston, some background work in a Tom Cruise/Cameron Diaz movie (can't complain, I got screen time), and I've also turned down a couple jobs. I am not equity, nor do I have points, but I can at least say that I turned down a show where I would have earned some. Hopefully, someday down the line I'll look back at this trifle entry and laugh that I was ever concerned about that. (This, of course, being funny because I will have that card in my back pocket by then.)
I spent a year working with kids on a cruise ship. Not how I planned spending life after college, but after putting in my time I have come out on the other end with a contract as a principal singer for NCL. Leave it to me, with my second-time-around way of doing things, to enter into this job in that way. Things seem to lead themselves into a certain direction and work out, don't they. Maybe someday I'll be the person to walk into a room, and have the job before I even blink. Maybe. But if I'm not, I think I can be happy with the funny way things seem to work themselves out for me - however unexpected.
I start rehearsals for my contract in a few days, and aside from the normal nerves or what not, mostly I'm just at peace. It's been a long while of watching everyone else be successful, and it feels like it may just be the beginning of my turn. But no matter how you slice it, I'm glad to be able to look back and see the progress I've made. Because there has been progress, and what's more, it's not just linear. It's sort of like I've been cultivating a plant here, and aside from just growing in a straight line, this career of mine is growing upward and outward. I'd like to think that right now this career is still in its infancy, and that someday I'll have this huge tree to look up at; or down from, and I'll know why I've done it all.
If I ever do decide to write a book, I know where to go back for anecdotes. But the best part of coming back here; the sound of typing. Is there anything better?
I look forward to returning to singing. I hope it reignites the passion I so miss about it. And who knows what's next.
I spent a year working with kids on a cruise ship. Not how I planned spending life after college, but after putting in my time I have come out on the other end with a contract as a principal singer for NCL. Leave it to me, with my second-time-around way of doing things, to enter into this job in that way. Things seem to lead themselves into a certain direction and work out, don't they. Maybe someday I'll be the person to walk into a room, and have the job before I even blink. Maybe. But if I'm not, I think I can be happy with the funny way things seem to work themselves out for me - however unexpected.
I start rehearsals for my contract in a few days, and aside from the normal nerves or what not, mostly I'm just at peace. It's been a long while of watching everyone else be successful, and it feels like it may just be the beginning of my turn. But no matter how you slice it, I'm glad to be able to look back and see the progress I've made. Because there has been progress, and what's more, it's not just linear. It's sort of like I've been cultivating a plant here, and aside from just growing in a straight line, this career of mine is growing upward and outward. I'd like to think that right now this career is still in its infancy, and that someday I'll have this huge tree to look up at; or down from, and I'll know why I've done it all.
If I ever do decide to write a book, I know where to go back for anecdotes. But the best part of coming back here; the sound of typing. Is there anything better?
I look forward to returning to singing. I hope it reignites the passion I so miss about it. And who knows what's next.