The Art of Zen and Tongue Kissing
“Keep it simple”…that’s what a stranger told me today. Then it was verified when I saw a sign in a store window one minute later “simple”. I had been complaining that I live in a one-room apartment and work in a store that’s the size of some people’s walk-in closet. Is it possible that the Universe is telling me to keep it simple? What a dichotomy when I’m pursuing this larger-then-life career? Perhaps it’s all in the way I approach my career. Don’t get caught-up in the materialistic things that will imprison me, mentally and physically. The “overhead” that will stop me from soaring like a free bird into the arts of my choice.
Big news. I got a Manager this week. Even bigger news, she found ME! And she’s a real spitfire! And hungry. Like me. I had to drive down to San Diego to meet her. But it was worth it.
My second bit of BIG news is that I got a job! A real job that pays. It’s a new late-night sketch comedy show on the Cartoon Network called “Tim and Eric’s Awesome Show Great Job “. No, I’m not a cartoon character but I feel like one taking this job. Get this, I have to make-out with the lead guy. I’m slightly weirded-out by this. It’s all improv so hopefully I’ll get a few words in before he slips his tongue down my throat. It’s an Aftra job but I’m a “must join” so the money I earn will most likely go towards my membership into the union. So, I’m basically going to do the gig so I can get a current TV credit on my resume. “NYPD Blue” just isn’t cutting it! A kiss with a stranger= a new credit. How Hollywood is that???
Rehearsal on the second new act of my one-woman show is going great. In order to age twenty years, I’ve had to channel my eighth grade lesbian English teacher combined with a little of my straight Father. It’s an interesting combination. My voice has dropped about five registers and my femininity has all but vanished. Whatever it takes.
I was approached by a high-end Boston magazine to be among a small elite group of accomplished people from Boston to answer a question: “Which of your new year’s resolutions are you most likely to break?”(I haven’t figured out the answer yet). Isn’t that fabulous? If it doesn’t work for me in LA, I may work on becoming a celebrity in Boston. There’d be a lot less headaches and redheads. And I’m sure I can dig out that pair of wide-whale cords, my Fair Isle sweater and my mental corset.
Written by Rachel Bailit