Wednesday, January 29, 2020

DRAMEDY - DECEMBER 2016


I was emailed some sides to be familiar with. First off, they were for a character whose description read “in his 20s/30s”, which was a bit flattering and then I realized my headshots were ten years old. And then it led me to realize I’ve lost a little weight, which further led me to think that it was time to update my headshot.
Anyways, one of the sides was a monologue and the other was a scene. And I firmly committed to the idea of memorizing the monologue because I had enough time to prepare. And then I got a flare-up of gout. Now I know you don’t need your feet to memorize shit, but I was too angry, depressed and uncomfortable to memorize, so there.
I biked to THE CHURCH on a Saturday morning. I was relatively stress-free as I waited to go in. I went in and one of the three guys behind the table asked me to do the monologue. And then after that, he asked me to do it again, but less performed and as if I were coming up with the descriptions my character was saying on the spot.
After that, he said there was no need for them to see me perform the other side and he thanked me. He smiled as he did so, and he sounded sincere, but that little bugaboo inside my head whispered, “Failure!” to me as I left.
So I shut it up with a doughnut and coffee afterwards.

Three days later, I got the rejection email.

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