New Digs, New 'Tude

Welcome, one and all, to my new digs here at typepad.  They're cool enough to have me, and I'm happy to have them. 

I've taken a turn, y'all, and I'm not accepting anyting less than my best from now on.  I had a workshop with a casting associate on some new sitcoms for the fall, and it went very, very well.  Couple that with doing an e-mail blast about the extension for my show, a postcard blast for the show, and me going back to the gym, and Jon is in good spirits.  But it wasn't always like this...

See, Thursday, I was supposed to have an audition for a recurring role on Jenna Elfman's new sitcom.  Not a big part, noting major -- hell, the character didn't even have a name -- but it would have been recurring, and that would have been my first.  Why am I speaking in past-tense-imperfect-for-Jon's-ego?  My agency called Thursday morning, saying that my audition was off 'cause the network has put the show on hiatus "to work out creative problems".  So, as you can imagine, I was bummed... seriously bummed.  Now, I wasn't upset, mind you, just bummed.  This, like many things in this wacky business, was out of my control.  There wasn't anything I could have done to change this, and it's not like I lost the role due to a shitty audition.  Stuff like this happens, and you just have to accept it.

Compounding insult to injury, I watched a trailer for the new Orlando Bloom movie, and recognized a guy in the trailer that I did a workshop with 6 freakin' years ago when Tom and I first moved here to Hell-Aye.  I then went to imdb.com to look up the cast of the movie and recognized another guy that I was in a class with 5 years ago.  Here they are, working with Orlando Bloom and Susan Sarandon and Food Network Star Chef (and one of my guilty pleasures) Paula Dean, and here am I, sitting at home unemployed and not even having had a fucking recurring role in a sitcom under my belt. 

So, what to do?  Mope? (Done.)  A very brief pity party? (Done.)  Play video games to therapeutically mash the buttons as I kill aliens?  (Done.)  But, what really helped?  Me putting together a 90 postcard mailing to casting directors with my new serious headshot, publicizing my play being extended.  That was the thing that really helped.  I had to do something practical, something showing that I just wasn't being one of those pathetic Hollywood A-holes who love to talk and talk and talk about the biz and the industry and name drop but who really don't fucking do a damn thing.  Well, I'm doing.  And I won't be doing anything less than my best, dammit. 

I'll be doing what I can to move all the old entries over here, by the way.  I'm just trying to figure out  the new digs.  It's a challenge -- exactly what I need.

Comments

[katie d]

fucking elfman! ;) you don't need her. you are your own stellar self, and you will make it doing exactly what you're doing. know why? coz you're good! kd

[katie d]

plus, i keep telling you that z101 thing is going to recur. i just know it is. so you will have your recurring series role, and who cares about those other guys?!

[Jeez Jon]

Katie:

You are one of the coolest chicks ever. Thank you for being so supportive.