Audition Avalanche

I've been working like a horse. Not a dog, a horse. Horses are bigger, stronger and have more stamina than dogs and I've been working like one. Not that I don't like dogs. I do. They're fine. But they don't work like a horse.

Last week I had six auditions. This week I've had four. (It's Thursday August 21, 2025). That's a boat load compared to the dry spell of a few months ago. Dare I say it, I had trouble lining up times and readers, but managed to get through them all. Hazzah! And, I should always have such trouble, yes?

The great thing about being a relative unknown auditioning actor, if there is a great thing about it, is the variety of parts I get to read. Not just comedy, slap stick. Not just drama, melodrama. Not just noir, melo-noir??? Every day (sometimes twice) a different gig. If I were successful in the famous way I'd be typecast, at least to a degree. And, boy, would I love that! But since I'm not, I'm not typecast. And, boy do I love that?

I had a terrific audition a few days ago. I mean, I really felt good about it. I'm told the worst thing you can do is hope after an audition. And, I think "they're" right. Do it, feel good about it (hopefully) and forget it. The three "it" 's of acting. But every now and then there's one that sticks with you. One you hope the casting director thinks is as spot on as you do. One you want to get so you can tell everyone in acting class you actually have a job! Well, this was one of those. Filming in the exotic midwest and destined for theaters in your own neighborhood. Boy, wouldn't that be great?

I know what you're thinking; take your own advice. And, you're right. I should. But, can't I keep it in the back of my head and hope a little longer? After all, they reached out to me. I submitted and auditioned for another part and they sent me this one to read too. That's got to be worth something, right?

Yesterday I did two auditions. Two completely different parts. One a good guy, one a villain. One homogeneous project. I felt really good about those too. So, at least I have a couple in my pocket to ignore my advice with if the unthinkable happens. But I'm not thinking about that. I'm just trying to make a living and have fun doing it.

Be blessed. Resist when necessary (www.fifty.one) and be kind to your neighbor. It's a Jesus thing.