TiffsBloggy

The audition I went to turned out to be kind of good…aaand sort of bad.

I don’t have experience; therefore I don’t have a resume. I also don’t have a printed 8 x 10 headshot either. I am aware that most auditions require you to bring at least one of the two, so a couple of days ago, I emailed one of the staff/producers asking if I needed to bring anything, such as a resume and or headshot.

He replied, “No, you don’t have to bring anything.”

So that’s where I go, to myself, “Nice! They don’t have to know jack shit about my past ‘experiences’.”

On the day I went to the auditions it turns out that it was mandatory you bring the two. I don’t know why that fucktard had given me the opposite answer, but I decided not to give them an explanation since people, including myself, generally don’t care for excuses.

So when they asked, I, with poise (I hope), declared, “I don’t have them.”

Since the rest of the people, who were also trying out for a role (there were about 30 of them), were actual experienced actors, they were well equipped, and I was the only amateur who walked in empty handed. It looked pretty bad on my part, but in my mind, I gave myself kudos for simply being in the same room with professionals.

I did manage to try out, and it’s pretty similar to American Idol where you’re the only one standing in front of a row of people who were going to decide whether you make it or not.

They asked me to recite a two-minute monologue, and thank-fucking-goodness-to-the-heavenly-gracious; I already had a monologue prepared.

Next, they gave me a script to act with along with a partner. Everything went great.

It’s been a couple of days since the audition, and I don’t think I’m getting a callback. Yeah, go figure.

The bad part of this first time experience was that I didn’t bring a resume or a headshot, as a result it made me look very unprofessional. The good part is that I have finally found my niche. I was having a significantly great time auditioning, I can only imagine what it would be like to actually get the role and peform in front of the camera.

So I didn’t make the cut, oh well, on with the next!

Some people are wondering if I’m actually pursuing acting since that other entry I wrote on taking risks.

…and yeah, I am. I’m not all talk.

It’s quite terrifying actually because, well first of all, I’m finally quitting my job on the 1st of July, which means I’m going to be dependent on my both my financial savings and paid acting gigs. Acting gigs are clearly way too unpredictable because you don’t always land a role. And second, I live 45 minutes away from LA, and gas, at the moment, is practically five bucks a gallon. That’s a lot. Because of distance, I’m very choosy and mostly hesitant of what I’m trying out for that’s located in LA.

I managed to book an audition tomorrow for an independent film. It’s going to be my first audition and I’ve never pissed so much piss in my sunflower shorts until now. I don’t know what to expect, I don’t know what to do, in fact, they don’t even know that I have absolutely zero amount of credible acting experience. They merely assumed that I have at least some knowledge, but they don’t have to know.

What momma don’t know won’t hurt her.

The good side is I landed a role on some other low-budget film, and as far as I’m concerned, I don’t have to audition since my part is very small and simple, and I’m only going to be there for two days. Meh. You have to start somewhere.

So there you have it. This is mainly what I’ve been stressing about for days. I actually haven’t told anyone about this, especially my family. It’ll be kept under wraps for now. So if anyone asks, say you don’t know shit!