I decided that being a freelance writer is just too stable and predictable a career, so I’ve been trying to break into acting.
I had my photographer niece take some headshots for me, put together a talent resume that wasn’t TOO stuffed with outrageous lies (everything on it is true, but a lot of it is kind of old), and started trying to get gigs. I signed on to work as a movie extra and had a couple of (unpaid) shoots for the film last month, just for the experience.
And today, the next step: I have an audition for a paid gig to be in a commercial! Wish me luck, everyone!
Chef Troy, years hence, in your Oscar acceptance speech, we expect you to thank Every. Single. Doper. By name. From memory.
Seriously, congrats! I think it would be sweet to have steady work in voice-overs. No fuss, no muss. Got a pimple so huge that it looks like you’re growing a second nose? Who cares? Went crazy and shaved your head after you were cast? So what.
Good luck in the future! May your golden larynx bring you great rewards!
Anyway, I already promised to devote my first Oscar acceptance speech to my long-suffering wife, who has worked at Neiman Marcus ever since we were married more than eighteen years ago, providing a stable base (not to mention health insurance) from which to support my mad whims. They’re going to have to have the orchestra play me off before I get done thanking HER, I can tell you.
I know, because I’ve supported someone for 31 years who has been chronically unemployed with 2.5 degrees in theater (BFA, MA, and nine years resulting in ABD for a Ph.D.) I have a BFA and MA in theater myself, and I am the sole source of income, so I know it is possible to find lucrative work with those degrees.
But I’m not bitter. :rolleyes:
Kudos to your wife for supporting your mad whims! Kudos to you for having mad whims that are actually lucrative!