to anyone who still reads lj...
I'm alive, believe it or not, lol...
I had a wonderful and beautiful wedding with the man I love a little over a month ago. It was fun, lovely, and perfect in every way. We went on or honeymoon in Disneyworld (the England trip didn't pan out, but that's a whole other story).
Two days before the wedding, I got a lovely phone call from the stage manager I interned under offering a job as the stage manager of a childrens tour, giving me my equity card. So that's been the bulk of my time since the wedding. The play is called My Heart in a Suitcase, a story about the Holocaust told through the eyes of a twelve-year-old girl who was separated from her family on the Kindertransport. It's a whole new world to be stage managing on an equity contract... lots of pesky little rules to worry about (and annoying diva-ish actors, or ones that got lucky and don't mind bragging and boasting their little inexperienced, uneducated heads off). And I drive. Now, I like driving... actually I like it a lot, I find it releasing and freeing and comforting. I mean I like driving a CAR. But a 15-passenger van with a fully-stuffed cargo area (making the rear-view mirror completely useless) with one chill actor and three cranky backseat drivers, and not to mention a GPS who doesn't understand the one-way system in NYC while driving in Manhattan... now that's a whole new story... and i HATE driving it... for a whopping extra 8 bucks a paycheck. But that's work, I like it for the most part. And the "tour" part of it isn't bad, until November it's all local (like Garden City, or parts of NJ) so I stay home. First week in November, we go to Boston for 3 days, come home for a bit; and then it's off to Wisconsin for 15 days. Home for a little bit (Thanksgiving and the beginning of December) Then we get a short 6-day trip to North Carolina, DC, & Maryland. Then the tour ends December 19th and I will be unemployed... but auditioning & applying for SM & acting equity contracts, and we'll see where my career goes after that.
And writing... I'm going to continue to write, edit, transform, and create... as soon as i figure out how to balance writing with this career, married life, housework, and the lack of motivation I've had the past week or so. I'd like to say I've always been a pretty active and motivated and involved individual... so why the hell do I have no motivation anymore... I think the whole thing comes down to the fact that I no longer have any sort of structured life... no classes to keep me busy during the day, just rehearsals & performances... it should be a dream... but I want to be in class (unfortunately the only acting class I could be a part of conflicts with the tour schedule). I should use my spare time to visit people, write, read, draw, learn guitar, dance, apply for jobs... but instead I seem to be falling into the trap of work, come home, cook dinner, watch heros (kev & i are trying to catch up, we started two weeks ago with season one, and are now only 3 episodes behind on season 3), write wedding thank-yous, and go to bed. Wake up, rinse & repeat.
But this is going to change: today. I got my ass out of bed when Kevin woke up for work @ 7:30; I ran around the block a few times (trying to get back in shape); cleaned up, downloaded wedding pictures from the countless CDs friends have given us to pick out which ones to print for the scrapbook, and now I'm taking a detour to update this little ol' thing.
Dear Motivation: come find me, and give me a swift kick in the ass... I need it.
I had a wonderful and beautiful wedding with the man I love a little over a month ago. It was fun, lovely, and perfect in every way. We went on or honeymoon in Disneyworld (the England trip didn't pan out, but that's a whole other story).
Two days before the wedding, I got a lovely phone call from the stage manager I interned under offering a job as the stage manager of a childrens tour, giving me my equity card. So that's been the bulk of my time since the wedding. The play is called My Heart in a Suitcase, a story about the Holocaust told through the eyes of a twelve-year-old girl who was separated from her family on the Kindertransport. It's a whole new world to be stage managing on an equity contract... lots of pesky little rules to worry about (and annoying diva-ish actors, or ones that got lucky and don't mind bragging and boasting their little inexperienced, uneducated heads off). And I drive. Now, I like driving... actually I like it a lot, I find it releasing and freeing and comforting. I mean I like driving a CAR. But a 15-passenger van with a fully-stuffed cargo area (making the rear-view mirror completely useless) with one chill actor and three cranky backseat drivers, and not to mention a GPS who doesn't understand the one-way system in NYC while driving in Manhattan... now that's a whole new story... and i HATE driving it... for a whopping extra 8 bucks a paycheck. But that's work, I like it for the most part. And the "tour" part of it isn't bad, until November it's all local (like Garden City, or parts of NJ) so I stay home. First week in November, we go to Boston for 3 days, come home for a bit; and then it's off to Wisconsin for 15 days. Home for a little bit (Thanksgiving and the beginning of December) Then we get a short 6-day trip to North Carolina, DC, & Maryland. Then the tour ends December 19th and I will be unemployed... but auditioning & applying for SM & acting equity contracts, and we'll see where my career goes after that.
And writing... I'm going to continue to write, edit, transform, and create... as soon as i figure out how to balance writing with this career, married life, housework, and the lack of motivation I've had the past week or so. I'd like to say I've always been a pretty active and motivated and involved individual... so why the hell do I have no motivation anymore... I think the whole thing comes down to the fact that I no longer have any sort of structured life... no classes to keep me busy during the day, just rehearsals & performances... it should be a dream... but I want to be in class (unfortunately the only acting class I could be a part of conflicts with the tour schedule). I should use my spare time to visit people, write, read, draw, learn guitar, dance, apply for jobs... but instead I seem to be falling into the trap of work, come home, cook dinner, watch heros (kev & i are trying to catch up, we started two weeks ago with season one, and are now only 3 episodes behind on season 3), write wedding thank-yous, and go to bed. Wake up, rinse & repeat.
But this is going to change: today. I got my ass out of bed when Kevin woke up for work @ 7:30; I ran around the block a few times (trying to get back in shape); cleaned up, downloaded wedding pictures from the countless CDs friends have given us to pick out which ones to print for the scrapbook, and now I'm taking a detour to update this little ol' thing.
Dear Motivation: come find me, and give me a swift kick in the ass... I need it.