Potpourri (Part I)
Things have been up and down with me lately, but on the whole, much better than they have been. The last week has shown me crawling out of my little funk, inch by inch. At the very least, it was better than the prior six weeks...and I'm going to say that's a good thing. It's difficult to keep moving, but eventually, you realize just sinking is stupid, and you give yourself the mental slap you need to trudge onward again.
It probably helps that things have started happening in my life again. Some good, some bad...but they all involve direction. Movement. Ah, it feels so good to be moving again.
A couple of months ago, I placed myself on the waiting list for open auditions for voice actors over at ADV films. They only hold these auditions every now and then, and even then, these auditions are simply to get a tape with the company, which they keep for a year. There is no guarantee you'll get a part, but if an anime comes up, and they decide they want your voice...well...you audition again.
At any rate, I got a phone call a couple of weeks ago letting me know that open auditions were coming up, and if I was still interested, I should call back and make an appointment. I pondered for a bit (almost too long, too), wondering if this was something I really wanted to try. In the end, I told myself I did. This was an opportunity I did not want to miss. It doesn't matter if I don't get picked later on, I could not pass up this chance to do something I'd never done before. And so I called and was scheduled for an audition at 3:40 this past Saturday (the 2nd). Basically, I was told that I would be given a script when I arrived and I'd do a cold reading before one of the directors.
Saturday was beautiful...and when I got to the place, I enjoyed the warmth and the breeze for a moment before heading on in. I signed in, was given some paperwork to fill out and a badge to wear that said I was a visitor, then I went to the back to look over the script and contemplate what I was getting ready to do.
To my surprise, I discovered it would not be a solo reading, but that I would working through the script opposite a male auditioner. Meep! Still, I didn't think it'd be so bad. An even bigger surprise came later, though, when we actually went to the back. I thought we'd be in a room, with chairs and a director to one side. It wasn't...we went into a recording studio with two recording booths and a whole lot of electrical stuff. The director introduced himself and his engineer who would be doing the recordings. He told us what to expect (we'd be shown the original anime footage of the scene, then we'd rehearse through the scene twice before doing a final take). We were put into our own booths (big mic, big headphones, the works!), and we got down to it.
And it was So. Much. Fun. I was crazy nervous, but it didn't matter. Running through the script helped loosen me up a little, and I just enjoyed myself. The entire process was totally painless and a heck of a lot of fun. I would LOVE to do that again some time, and I am so so SO glad I agreed to do it. I don't care if I get picked later, or not. This was a wonderful experience, and should I get a chance to repeat it, I will definitely snatch it up!
I headed on over to my aunts after the audition was over. They were baking and preparing things for this coming weekend, which is a craft show they'll be participating in for the second time. So I decided to hang out over there and relax in my natural high after my auditioning experience.
My family may be crazy at times, and they may drive me nuts, but I love and adore them, and I am so glad that I live close enough to several of them that I can spend some weekends just hanging out there.
As many probably already know, the Pope passed away on Saturday, about 1:30ish, CST. I didn't find out about it until after I had arrived at my aunt's house. I was a little numb, at first. I wasn't sure how to react. It's not as though it was a total surprise; the worse had been expected for some time. That never makes things any easier, though.
I may not be all that active in my religion right now, but my faith has never left me. Besides, you don't have to be Catholic to know and acknowledge the fact that Pope John Paul II was an incredible man who did incredible things. The flame of his life will be sorely missed, now that it has gone out.
After I found out the news, I sort of sat on my aunt's couch for a moment, alone. Then I got up and made my way back to the kitchen. I climbed up on one of the stools and just sat there, watching my mom and one of my aunts working. Eventually, three other aunts and my grandmother came inside, and we turned the little TV that's in the kitchen on. My grandmother and I sat side by side, watching the news on ABC.
I kept tearing up, but I didn't cry. I almost lost it, though, when I looked over at my grandmother to see her silently crying into a kleenex. She would wipe her eyes and sniffle, but she mostly retained her composure.
All I could do was watch the TV and my family around me, and reflect. Death always makes me pause and think, especially when the person was close to me, or meant something to me. I've lost too many people like that this year, and it's only April...but that is the way of things.
We keep pushing on.
At any rate, this post is way longer, and while I have a lot more to say, I think this is enough for now. So stay tuned for Potpourri, Part II! The conclusion! (maybe it'll get posted tomorrow...then again, maybe not >.>)
It probably helps that things have started happening in my life again. Some good, some bad...but they all involve direction. Movement. Ah, it feels so good to be moving again.
A couple of months ago, I placed myself on the waiting list for open auditions for voice actors over at ADV films. They only hold these auditions every now and then, and even then, these auditions are simply to get a tape with the company, which they keep for a year. There is no guarantee you'll get a part, but if an anime comes up, and they decide they want your voice...well...you audition again.
At any rate, I got a phone call a couple of weeks ago letting me know that open auditions were coming up, and if I was still interested, I should call back and make an appointment. I pondered for a bit (almost too long, too), wondering if this was something I really wanted to try. In the end, I told myself I did. This was an opportunity I did not want to miss. It doesn't matter if I don't get picked later on, I could not pass up this chance to do something I'd never done before. And so I called and was scheduled for an audition at 3:40 this past Saturday (the 2nd). Basically, I was told that I would be given a script when I arrived and I'd do a cold reading before one of the directors.
Saturday was beautiful...and when I got to the place, I enjoyed the warmth and the breeze for a moment before heading on in. I signed in, was given some paperwork to fill out and a badge to wear that said I was a visitor, then I went to the back to look over the script and contemplate what I was getting ready to do.
To my surprise, I discovered it would not be a solo reading, but that I would working through the script opposite a male auditioner. Meep! Still, I didn't think it'd be so bad. An even bigger surprise came later, though, when we actually went to the back. I thought we'd be in a room, with chairs and a director to one side. It wasn't...we went into a recording studio with two recording booths and a whole lot of electrical stuff. The director introduced himself and his engineer who would be doing the recordings. He told us what to expect (we'd be shown the original anime footage of the scene, then we'd rehearse through the scene twice before doing a final take). We were put into our own booths (big mic, big headphones, the works!), and we got down to it.
And it was So. Much. Fun. I was crazy nervous, but it didn't matter. Running through the script helped loosen me up a little, and I just enjoyed myself. The entire process was totally painless and a heck of a lot of fun. I would LOVE to do that again some time, and I am so so SO glad I agreed to do it. I don't care if I get picked later, or not. This was a wonderful experience, and should I get a chance to repeat it, I will definitely snatch it up!
I headed on over to my aunts after the audition was over. They were baking and preparing things for this coming weekend, which is a craft show they'll be participating in for the second time. So I decided to hang out over there and relax in my natural high after my auditioning experience.
My family may be crazy at times, and they may drive me nuts, but I love and adore them, and I am so glad that I live close enough to several of them that I can spend some weekends just hanging out there.
As many probably already know, the Pope passed away on Saturday, about 1:30ish, CST. I didn't find out about it until after I had arrived at my aunt's house. I was a little numb, at first. I wasn't sure how to react. It's not as though it was a total surprise; the worse had been expected for some time. That never makes things any easier, though.
I may not be all that active in my religion right now, but my faith has never left me. Besides, you don't have to be Catholic to know and acknowledge the fact that Pope John Paul II was an incredible man who did incredible things. The flame of his life will be sorely missed, now that it has gone out.
After I found out the news, I sort of sat on my aunt's couch for a moment, alone. Then I got up and made my way back to the kitchen. I climbed up on one of the stools and just sat there, watching my mom and one of my aunts working. Eventually, three other aunts and my grandmother came inside, and we turned the little TV that's in the kitchen on. My grandmother and I sat side by side, watching the news on ABC.
I kept tearing up, but I didn't cry. I almost lost it, though, when I looked over at my grandmother to see her silently crying into a kleenex. She would wipe her eyes and sniffle, but she mostly retained her composure.
All I could do was watch the TV and my family around me, and reflect. Death always makes me pause and think, especially when the person was close to me, or meant something to me. I've lost too many people like that this year, and it's only April...but that is the way of things.
We keep pushing on.
At any rate, this post is way longer, and while I have a lot more to say, I think this is enough for now. So stay tuned for Potpourri, Part II! The conclusion! (maybe it'll get posted tomorrow...then again, maybe not >.>)
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