POV: You didn't get THE job
And then... it all made sense.
This is a story about my first heartbreak since dipping a toe back into the acting pool after a 6 year hiatus. I *almost* booked my first job from an audition in over 7 years and for the first time in about 15 years, that *not-so-great* news nearly crushed me. But in that pain, came a passion reignited that I also haven’t felt in 15 years and for that, I am grateful I didn’t get the job. Though, I still obviously wish I had. LOL Here’s what happened…
P.S. I’m going to provide some major details that you won’t find anywhere else on the internet so you’re gonna wanna read this to the very last word.
So, I posted a few months ago that I was finally starting to audition for acting roles again. Spoiler alert: I have been. Not frequently AT ALL but I am proactively doing the damn thing once more. EEK!
Transparently, I’m being very specific about what kind of roles would suit my family’s dynamic as to avoid wasting my time, or that of my agent or any casting directors, by auditioning for things I ultimately wouldn’t be comfortable doing if I booked the job. Yes, that narrows my chances of actually booking anything IMMENSELY but it’s the only way it’s going to work while my kids are little so narrow chances it will remain for the time being!
Before I dive in to the whole who’s, what’s and where’s of this story, let me provide some context on the how for any non-actors reading who may not know how the industry works.