So in the past few weeks I have not only scheduled my headshots, but also signed up for a workshop in Chicago. The workshop's subject is starting out in Chicago and the business of acting.
After signing up for both of these, I was met with congratulations a plenty.
There was a misinterpretation, however.
They thought I was motivated. Fearless even.
It was an interesting reaction since my inspiration to do both of these, albeit, pro-active things was fear.
I was scared that if I didn't schedule my headshots so that they glared at me from my calendar, I never would get them done. I'd just dawdle for months pretending I would use my old shots and never actually doing so.
And the workshop? As you can see, it isn't an acting workshop now is it.
I was too scared for that...so I signed up for a class that would give me a baby step into professional acting. In the hopes it would drown some of my worries. Granted, it is a perfect workshop for me to do merely a week after moving to the city.
But it doesn't require me to act and that's where my fear resides.
By shelling out so much money on workshops and headshots, it monetarily obligates me to audition me. If I don't, then I have extra guilt about the money wasted and that will hopefully motivate me to make it worth it.
So there's my reasoning. I may not be diving into the deep end, but I'm trying to at least plan for a professional career. One where I have what it takes and know what to do.
Then all I have to do...is do. Act.
