I had the pleasure of working with director-writer Rajan Gangahar this summer on the short film “The First Responder”. It’s an important story to tell. PTSD affects so many people, in so many ways. Not everyone has access to the help they need. Not everyone accepts the help that is available to them. If this short story helps even one person, that will make it a wild success.
Here is an article from India Life and Times about this talented man.
(Yes – take 2 of this post because I was having some technical difficulties with the first go. Imagine that. Me having technical difficulties. Seems to be the story of my life in this technical day and age. But at least I can handle 1SE! So here it is…)
Super mini. But you have to start somewhere. Even if that somewhere is baby steps. Baby steps will lead to bigger steps. Bigger steps will lead to leaps. Leaps to bounds. Start the marathon. It’s a new year.
On the day after the passing of Sam Shepard – why did I always think he would be here forever, ageless, the man who hated endings? – I know I have to be more committed to writing. There are so many words swirling around in my brain. Yet how? I’m no Sam Shepard. How do I string them together into some type of logical sequence? Just do it. That’s the saying. Don’t judge or self-critique (she says as she looks at the red dot “readability” analysis of what has been written so far. “The text does not contain any subheadings” and “contain a transition word” blah blah blah).
Elsewhere in the land of No Shrinking Violet – waiting to find if I’m off the wait list and into the TV Audition Bootcamp at MN Acting Studio, finding good scene material, updating stuff on the website.
Counting the days until La Liga starts – what the hell Neymar?
So many books. So little time. I’ve gone through more than I’ve listed on the About Me page recently and some so quickly, I can barely remember the story details. That’s ok. Going screen-less, feeling an actual book, turning pages has become my bedtime ritual. It’s feeding my imagination and encouraging the storyteller inside me – get the words on the page!
So what else is going on in the land of No Shrinking Violet? I’m taking the ReelArc class and loving it! Steven and Guy are great, and I can’t wait to get into the “behind the camera” info they’ll teaching. I’m going to see A Doll’s House, Part 2 this weekend. I’ve got a couple of workshops this week. Overall, a good start to the summer.
Going to a reading at New Dramatist – THE EXECUTIONER’S DAUGHTER by Wendy Kesselman. Such a joy and an inspiration to hear new plays in development. Encourages me to get out what is swirling around inside.
(As does reliving Messi’s 500th goal and Masche’s first!)
What do these guys do? How do you get to Carnegie Hall? What should every artist, in every field, do constantly? I think it’s more difficult for actors because we are not part of a *team*. We don’t necessarily have a squad or a manager or physios surrounding us, encouraging us, forcing us to put our best selves out there. But we can still do it – make the effort to read that new play, self-tape your monologue and watch it, go to the theatre. Connect with your fellow actors. And above all, be proud of what you do and who you are.