Crikey, I am beat. It's only halfway through the week and I am exhausted. I am about to unwind and catch up on some TV on Hulu. Man I love Hulu. (This blog brought to you by Hulu).
Things seem to be coming together this week like a perfect storm. All fronts are just hitting me left and right. Appointments I have to make, schedules I have to keep, life stuff in general that needs to get done. Man, when life throws it at you she really gives you the high and stinky.
I am busy, but grateful. Things are moving with Busted Jar. We have been working with someone who's helping us develop a treatment (or synopsis) to possibly pitch to Showtime. I missed a meeting tonight due to work but looking forward to seeing what came of it.
Did another scary thing this week. A friend of mine recommended some management companies to get in touch with so I used her as a referral and called them up. They asked me to send out my material so I drafted a cover letter and sent out my resume and reel. God willing, someone will take an interest.
VO is going pretty well. Had a workshop with an agent this week. I didn't feel I did my best work, but I think I'm getting there slowly but surely. I did realize that this business is quite an investment. I learned that you "can't have just talent to make it, you have to have luck. And you can't just have talent and luck, you HAVE to have a great tape." It's so important to have a real quality demo and that costs quite a bit of money. So I'm gonna continue learning and polishing and hopefully one of these days soon I'll be able to get one done.
Tomorrow is the meeting for the singles conference. Things should be solidifying and I should have a better view of what my role is.
A friend of mine from work gave me the greatest compliment yesterday. He said that whenever he looks at me I have this certain look of peace about me and that he believes that God put it there. That I am a light. I mean, wow, thanks God!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Chapter 25- Long Time No Blog
Oh I feel sheepish. I have neglected you oh blog. Things have been a combination of busy and I just don't feel like it.
Lots, lots, lots going on. First off, I went back to work last week. Kind of bitter sweet. It was difficult to go back to the ole grind. Literally. But what was really nice was I was welcomed back very warmly. It's nice to have your coworkers appreciate you.
We met with Mark Monroe, the author of the cove a couple of weeks ago. The meeting went great. We got to pick his brain about the business. It's a comlete blessing that we have that connection. We also got some advice about the projects we have in mind. We have decided to focus on Todd's brother who is an MMA fighter for Strikeforce. We have a lot of open doors there. Mark has since put us in touch with a producer friend of his that does a couple of reality TV shows including Hell's Kitchen who is interested in our idea. We have a meeting with him this week.
Voice over is going well. I have decided to do something called voice-a-day which is just something to focus me and work out some voices. I continue to get encouragement and positive feedback in my workshops.
Yesterday I went to a workshop with the casting director for Parks and Rec. Felt good about my work.
It's definitely been a trip and I'm realizing I'm still at the beginning. Looking forward to things happening.
We've decided on a nam for our production company: Busted Jar Productions. Facebook group coming soon.
Lots, lots, lots going on. First off, I went back to work last week. Kind of bitter sweet. It was difficult to go back to the ole grind. Literally. But what was really nice was I was welcomed back very warmly. It's nice to have your coworkers appreciate you.
We met with Mark Monroe, the author of the cove a couple of weeks ago. The meeting went great. We got to pick his brain about the business. It's a comlete blessing that we have that connection. We also got some advice about the projects we have in mind. We have decided to focus on Todd's brother who is an MMA fighter for Strikeforce. We have a lot of open doors there. Mark has since put us in touch with a producer friend of his that does a couple of reality TV shows including Hell's Kitchen who is interested in our idea. We have a meeting with him this week.
Voice over is going well. I have decided to do something called voice-a-day which is just something to focus me and work out some voices. I continue to get encouragement and positive feedback in my workshops.
Yesterday I went to a workshop with the casting director for Parks and Rec. Felt good about my work.
It's definitely been a trip and I'm realizing I'm still at the beginning. Looking forward to things happening.
We've decided on a nam for our production company: Busted Jar Productions. Facebook group coming soon.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Chapter 24- Son of Thunder
Yesterday was Easter Sunday. I had the privilege of portraying the apostle John and his reaction to the resurrection. I think that the service was tremendously impacting due to the hearts of those who invested themselves in showing others who Jesus is.
I have been traversing some dangerous territory as of late in battling my insecurities and listening desperately for God's voice through the chaos. So, I decided one thing I could do was simplify and focus my energy on this monologue and getting into the skin of John. I'm learning more and more the art of elimination in life. One thing at a time.
I connected with the monologue in a pretty profound way. John's arc through the prose was centered on what he "could do". If you don't already know, John was one of two brothers named "the sons of thunder," which sounds a lot like a rock band. They were named this because they were incredibly impetuous and passionate. They were the type of people who would all of a sudden say "Hey! Let's start a production company even though we have little to no experience in running one!" He starts his speech with an excitement to do great things for God. All the miracles and "cool" things. He ends at the foot of the cross realizing the true greatness of Christ's calling. "To show that kind of love in his darkest hour. And Jesus believed that I could do that."
That is what I need to hold on to. All the miracles in the world don't hold a candle to the simple act of loving another with Christ's love in spite of all the hurt and pain.
On Friday, I got a small taste of what that means. It was preteen night and despite being an emotional wreck, I was determined to give and to love those kids and give them the best opportunity to experience God's love even when I felt distant from it.
I am glad that the performance made an impact on Sunday. To be honest, I didn't feel as connected to my performance as I did in the rehearsals. Still, it's not about me and if it made one person stop and think a little differently about their relationship with Jesus then I did my job.
So when you think of a son of thunder tell me do you imagine
This... 
OR...
Just checking. Don't know what those renaissance codgers were thinking.
I have been traversing some dangerous territory as of late in battling my insecurities and listening desperately for God's voice through the chaos. So, I decided one thing I could do was simplify and focus my energy on this monologue and getting into the skin of John. I'm learning more and more the art of elimination in life. One thing at a time.
I connected with the monologue in a pretty profound way. John's arc through the prose was centered on what he "could do". If you don't already know, John was one of two brothers named "the sons of thunder," which sounds a lot like a rock band. They were named this because they were incredibly impetuous and passionate. They were the type of people who would all of a sudden say "Hey! Let's start a production company even though we have little to no experience in running one!" He starts his speech with an excitement to do great things for God. All the miracles and "cool" things. He ends at the foot of the cross realizing the true greatness of Christ's calling. "To show that kind of love in his darkest hour. And Jesus believed that I could do that."
That is what I need to hold on to. All the miracles in the world don't hold a candle to the simple act of loving another with Christ's love in spite of all the hurt and pain.
On Friday, I got a small taste of what that means. It was preteen night and despite being an emotional wreck, I was determined to give and to love those kids and give them the best opportunity to experience God's love even when I felt distant from it.
I am glad that the performance made an impact on Sunday. To be honest, I didn't feel as connected to my performance as I did in the rehearsals. Still, it's not about me and if it made one person stop and think a little differently about their relationship with Jesus then I did my job.
So when you think of a son of thunder tell me do you imagine
This... 
OR...Just checking. Don't know what those renaissance codgers were thinking.
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