It must be the change of seasons. I think I go through this every four months or so, because the season changes, but my life doesn’t. I woke up this morning thinking, “You work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you work, you die. Please tell me there's more to life than this."My work lately consists of dragging myself to a cube farm to work for an enormous corporation that pretends to care about its employees, but in truth only wants to get as much labor out of them until they totally burn out or die at their desk from stress.
I must be doing something wrong... I have friends that are working commercial, theatrical, AND voiceover actors and have agents, but none of them seem to be willing to arrange a meeting with their agent for me. Don't know why. I'm a marketable voiceover artist with credits. Plus, I’m sorta cute, in that 40-something, MILF kind of way, in case any on-camera opportunities come along.
If the tables were turned, I'd go out of my way to help them. I won’t say any names, but if any of you are reading this and recognize yourself, then shame on you.
Same thing goes for the people out there that know my husband’s a screenwriter, know what genre he works in, know producers and directors that do films that would be along those lines, and yet won’t lift a finger to help us get a pitch meeting with these same producers and directors. I mean come on. These people are allegedly “friends” of yours. This is how deals are made in Hollywood… “It’s who you know.” Well, you people know those people, and you people know me and my husband. Do I have to spell it out?
Again, if the tables were turned, I'd go out of my way to try and get these people together because something really good could come of it.
I know. Get off of the pity-me wagon. I don’t want pity. I want networking contacts. I want after work drinks and meetings. That’s how most of my ‘working actor’ friends got there. They met someone through someone else, who got them a meeting with that agent that got them an audition with this casting director… and now they have recurring roles on TV shows and national spots running during NFL games.
Okay, folks… you’re supposed to pass the good karma on.
And thus ends my Fall 2006 rant.
