Wednesday, June 29, 2005

my work on the film.

I hope they like my work.

It's the only thing I can do to show my appreciation for casting me.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Thinking about getting a masters degree...again.

Ever since rehearsal yesterday, I've been thinking about getting my masters degree in Theater. It's something I've wanted to do for most of my life. It would really be a dream come true. Fifteen years or so ago, when I went back to school after getting my BS. I took a few years of theater classes at the University of Florida. Because I wasn't a degree seeking student, I could take undergraduate and graduate theater classes. (funny, I looked over my course load and with about 3 more classes, I could get a BA in theater!).

To pursue a masters degree in Drama would be so wonderful, enriching, dynamic, fulfilling and terrifying!

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Fantastic Talent!!

Today was my first rehearsal for the film. Finally I got to see what my film family is about and I couldn't be happier! My Michael Conway, my film husband is wonderful, funny and giving as an actor. Already, I hope we can work together on upcoming projects. My film kids Glen and Leslie Powell, remind me of happy tumbly puppies. Eager, excited and full of "now" and running to the future.

The other actors are also so talented.

Anne Nabors, the actress who plays Mrs. Nelson, is so beautiful and graceful, I can't wait to get to know her a little bit more.

Michael Emerson, who has been brought in from NY is absolutely phenomenal. Once I discovered who he was, I was really intimidated to work with him. Within seconds into our scene though that changed and instead of feeling scared I felt inspired. I'll have to tell him sometime that he gave me a little gift without even knowing it. Inspiration.

ahh, I love acting.

Lazy day

Had a really great day.
Worked on the tree house, went over my lines some more, we played and swam and had an overall great lazy summer day.

Need to get ready for tomorrow.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Film is in the paper!

O.K. now I'm really excited. There was a wonderful blurb in the paper about the film.
I didn't know there was an emmy winner in it (Michael Emerson).
Holy cow!
OOps, now I'm really nervous.
I'm such a dork.
O.K> now I'm back to being really excited again

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Can't wait to get started!

Only a few more days! I can't wait to get started on this film!
I'm trying not to think about it.
I'm not doing a very good job at not thinking about it.

I can't wait to get started!

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Cross word puzzle challenged

For the first time in my life, I have started doing crossword puzzles. I started doing them because I read something about how a person should stay mentally challenged as they grow older. I'd better get started.

It pains me to admit it: I am crossword challenged.

Infact, I am so clueless in this, that I have resorted to the unthinkable. That is, online crossword help for the crossword impaired.

Remakably, I seem to be getting better.

Who knows, perhaps in ten years, I'll actually be good at it.

Hope springs eternal!

Sunday, June 19, 2005

Happy father's day

Happy father's day.
I really think it should be "Happy Parent's Day" though.

Saturday, June 18, 2005

sorry audition

I had a pathetic audition today.
O.K. it wasn't that bad, but it certaintly wasn't stellar.
I hate it when that happens!

Friday, June 17, 2005

Summertime Blues

What is it about Summertime, that makes me long for the past.

I find myself drawn to water. Not just to the pool for a swim, but I mean big water. To stand at the oceans’ edge and feel the Atlantic rush up to my knees and drag my feet down into the soft sand as the waves rolled back in its gathering-up motion.

Drawn to walk with my brothers to go night fishing off the bridges. Bridges dotted with poor folks who spoke with sharp, crackly southern accents, and sat on their coolers, chilling a six pack or two. Fish guts and old shrimp always sticking to your shoes. Folks always willing to show you their catch or offer ideas on the best bait.

I feel drawn to go out with my father on his boat. To feel the thrill of a new adventure as we pulled away from the boat slip. To sit on the bow and scan the shallows while we navigated during low tide. To swim with the manatee, to catch a sea snake or puffer fish or who knows what. To see sharks circle the boat. To be so far out you can’t see land or anybody else, but the dolphins who came to play or the Frigate birds gliding so high they would disappear from sight.

I would give anything to see my father strong and at the helm again, so that I could watch him as looked out upon the water. So I could look at his wonderful face and for just a little while longer, wonder at what he was thinking.

Thursday, June 16, 2005


It doesn't happen very often these days, but lately (especially in the summer) I've been homesick for my old stomping ground. The place of my youth was wild in nature and people.

It was a small town with miles of thick Florida woods and swamps. There were alligators, snakes, mosquitoes, blackberry bushes and dragon flies the size of my hand. Thick clumps of Spanish moss draped across the greenish limbs of massive 600 year old oak trees. In the early evening, fireflies would put on a spectacular show of blinking constellations. After hot days, heat lightening (lightening but without any thunder) would light up the night. It was an enormous flash of greenish light that would sear the image of whatever you were looking at into your eyes. It would take a moment for your eyes to adjust back to the dark when, another flash would blanket the area, again stamping an eerie motionless image of the back yard in your mind.

The people of this town were reflected the landscape. There were long haired hippies that would be happy to include me in their music circle and let me sing along. I would ride over to the university and enjoy the Hari Krishnas dancing on the plaza and laugh at the students streaking down University avenue. There was Wild Man Paul who I loved a million times over and from the eyes of a child, never realized he was injured.

I don’t want to go back though. It’s different. The wildness is gone, and in its place is subdivisions. I guess the same can be said for me.

Need to road trip!

Between being "on call" for the film, auditioning for other films and everyone's summer schedule, I am stuck here in Texas all summer long. Usually, if we have a lot of activities planned or I get to hang out with my friends at the pool, the days are fun filled and wonderful. But when the weather gets too hot, and/or we end up hanging around the house, every summer day seems like forever.

To make matters worse, on the long days, I start daydreaming about traveling. Yup, I’m talking about: Hittin’ the road, taking a walkabout, Walking Man Blues (thanks James Taylor).

Before kids and responsibilities, I used to save up my money and travel to parts unknown. With friends or alone. A few days here, a month there. I mean I loved to take off!

Maybe when I have some more time….

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

afternoon naps

I loathed naps as a kid, but I love them now. Even when I was in college I hated naps.
Naps started when I had kids.

Yup, that's it. Kids! They drain the life outa ya!

Man, could I take a power nap right now!

Monday, June 13, 2005

Audition time

This week I have an audition with a film maker that I don't know. It's something I swore I wouldn't do again.

I was in a film some time ago where the director was so temperamental, hysterical, unfocused and unprofessional that I swore I would only audition for a director who I personally knew or I was familiar with their work. The only reason I stuck it out was because I agreed to do a job and I keep my word.

Note to self: never say never!

Being ever the optimist, just because one was so horrid, doesn't mean everyone will be. Actually, every one else has been wonderful. So I'm off to the unknown, again.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Feelin' Good on a Saturday

I'm so excited about the upcoming shoot for the film. I can’t wait to get started! Wardrobe has almost finished and I've got the lines down. My role is great and the director and producers are incredible. They are talented, grounded and inspiring. I’ve know about this director for a while and I’ve been waiting for about three years to audition for her. She and her group are going places. I hope they love my work!!!

As soon as I feel comfortable about putting my blog on my acting website, I’ll put in a link to their website. Then you can see what great projects they are working on. I’ll also link to a wonderful director/producer (sisters) duo, that I also really love working with and are very special to me.

Anyway, it’s a beautiful Saturday here in Texas .

Friday, June 10, 2005

Insult to injury

Still trying to work the cool angle, so I told my husband about my blog.

He hasn't asked to read it. He isn't even curious about it.

What does a gal have to do around here to get noticed?

Perhaps I should get a one finger salute tattoo'd on my keester and dance around naked in the front yard singing the Shnappy song.

That should wake things up!

so cool...NOT!

Here I thought I was being so cool, having this blog.

I told my friend "I have my own blog!"

She looked at me as if I told her I just had my teeth cleaned.

So much for impressing one's friends.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Cast in a great Indie!

Not only is it an awesome script, but the group of women running the show are beyond fantastic. They are positively inspiring. (they are even the reason I started this blog, my first.)

Friends are a good thing

If we are lucky in this world, we will be able to have one or two wonderful friends during our life. I am a very lucky person.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

I should also mention...

I should also mention that acting is the most frustrating, terrifying, thrilling, agonizing, rewarding, confusing, exasperating and exhilarating thing I have ever done. (That is, besides being a parent!)

In the Moment

I love acting. It's one of the few things I can do that gets me out of my head. Great books and movies are perfect for escape and momentarily replace my jumbled, crowding thoughts with someone's organized thoughts, but it is not like "being in the moment." Unfortunately, the process of acting, is beyond my words.

Acting connects me completely.