Powerlessness blows bum.
…Next to the work-up about an audition for a specific role that you really really want…the next worst feeling, is when the audition is over, and for whatever specified number of days, you are told that you have to await the decision for final casting.
…Wait for hours that seem like months, days that feel like years…with zero control or information.
This is like living in your own little fate and anxiety-filled episode of Burn Notice…where any good or bad decisions you made in the past, have equal power to haunt or help you, but you don’t get to know which it’ll be…until after the longest FUCKING commercial break, known to man.
…Least, that’s how I see it.
…That’s how it looks from here.
…On day four.
…Since first walking in the theater door with my audition piece.
…The day after the final callback.
…With possibly two more to follow, before final announcement.
Being an actor ain’t for sissies.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
…Now: Back to more line-learning…
~D
