I've felt two earthquakes in the past month - little ones, but they were still enough to make me feel a little nauseous and discombobulated. These mini-quakes are rumored to be precursors to THE BIG ONE. Shit's scary!
Speaking of scary...I had the biggest audition of my life thus far this week! Eek! My Manager called me Wednesday to say all of her calling into Casting and talking me up had paid off and she had pulled an audition for the role of "Hot Blonde" on FX's Nip/Tuck. I spent the remainder of Wednesday working on the sides (one scene/two lines/six words...it was pretty tough), freaking out about the zit on my forehead, and pouring through my memory bank for advice from old acting teachers and casting workshops. How to make casting fall in love with you with six words?!?! I ended up just working as I would any other piece (and wearing a really sexy outfit). Driving to the casting office in the valley, my feet were shaking so badly I thought I might crash, and my nerves were certainly not quelled by the multitude of Hot Blondes that greeted me in the casting waiting room. I distracted myself by focusing on breathing and checking out all of the Hot Blonde's shoes. Lots of cute shoes in that office!
The actual audition lasted less than a minute, but the reader and guy filming were very kind, very receptive. I felt good about it, was happy with my work, etc. etc... and walked out confident my cute shoes were up to par with the rest of 'em. I haven't heard anything back, usually a sign that I did not get the part, but I did it! I had survived a BIG ONE, dignity intact.
The more earthquakes I feel, the more I get used to their oddity. Same thing with auditions. I'm still having trouble adjusting to adulthood...but I that's another story for another day. Til then, take care, and if an earthquake hits remember to get under a table - the whole doorframe thing is a myth/only refers to realllly old adobe buildings.