Been doin' a lot of thinking lately. Not a lot of doin', though.
My
mind's been in such a bad state lately, that I decided to re-do my
Vision Board. I figured it would help me focus, and remind me why I go
through the things I go through.
Here 'tis:
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It's
divided into categories, like my last one. Those categories are:
Career; A Few People I Want to Work With; Family & Friends; Who I
Am/My Spirit; Causes; Leisure/Personal.
It did help. Let's hope I can now
act on my dreams again, instead of falling back into
my Cave.
As
Anatole France
said, "To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act." And,
"It is by acts and not ideas that people live." I've got the dreaming
down pat, that's for sure! I've lived in my own little world for as long
as I can remember. It used to help me cope with the "real world," but
now it just makes it harder and harder to actually
live in the real world. It's depressing to wake up and see what my life is actually like, instead of what I fantasize my life to be.
I'm still in Denver. I'm neither in LA nor the British Isles.
I have 4 Survival Jobs just to make ends meet. Believe me, if I could have just one, I would. In a heartbeat.
I'm exhausted, strained, miserable, and bitchy. But I still have to
find time to write, audition, network, keep up with what's being cast
and who's casting it, be sociable with friends and family, do the
chores, spend time with the hubby, take care of the dog, etc. And I'm
the type of person who wears a mask. Yeah...that smile you see on my
face ALL THE TIME? It's not real. Well, not always, anyway. I just feel
that people expect me to be the happy, strong one. I've been doing that
since I was a teenager, and therefore, I have no clue how to deal with
my anger, depression, anxiety, and frustration. I'm working on it--I've
got a great therapist! She always gets on me for saying what I
really feel, but with a smile on my face and in a peppy voice. But
that's a step in the right direction--I'm actually voicing my
frustration!
So let me voice some frustrations now.
I
am an Air Force Brat. I am from Everywhere and No Where. I have
officially been in this state for 6.25 years, and that's not only the
longest I've lived anywhere in my
entire life, it's also about 3.5 years TOO long. I've been trying to move for about 4 years now, but I can't. I'm here because I
have
to be. My husband currently makes the most money, and though we've
discussed living in separate states or countries, I can't do that,
because
I can't afford it.
It's not that I don't
like Denver or Colorado. I get the Moving Bug every couple of
years...AND this is never where I pictured myself settling down. And
now that I've been here 6 years, I
know this isn't where I want
to settle down. (Sorry, but the dry weather and altitude are torture
for me...my skin, hair, lungs, and allergies. Give me a cloudy day and
rain at sea level!)
I make the most of the industry where I live, whether it's in Belgium or Texas. I
want
to see the places where I live succeed. I want good things to happen to
Denver. I want more films to come our way. I want money for our
industry HERE! And I do what I can to help that along, however small my
contributions.
But I'm not staying. As soon as I am able to, I'm
outta here. My husband's folks have settled here, so it's not like I'd
never come back. My folks are currently living here, but I don't see
that lasting more than 5 years--they're like me!
I. Do. Not.
Get. Work. In. This. Town. I. Do. Not. Get. Cast. I will rarely work
for free anymore, and that's what's being offered to me. I don't need
credits to build up my resume. I'm obviously not the type they look for
here. I've seen who gets cast in the roles I audition for (mostly
commercials), and they tend to cast a Mom-type with less personality.
I'm aware that I have a big-ish personality, even when I'm just
standing there. It's not what's wanted here, and that's fine. Sure,
it's incredibly frustrating and sometimes I just want to give up.
But
I can't. This career is something I've been working on, slowly and
steadily, since I was 12. It's the only thing I've wanted, and I can't
give that up. I'd regret it, and would probably spend the rest of my
days as a hollow shell. This is what I live for, this is what I
breathe.
I finally decided that if I want to work, I have to create it myself. I first tried with MILE HIGH LACI, which is now,
finally,
in post. This could be a whole other blog about why it took so long and
why I'm maybe not so thrilled to be working with Denver talent
anymore. (I would never write that blog, though. You'll just have to
wait for my memoirs,
That's What She Said by Christa Cannon.)
I've
moved on to my first short film, WILD GEESE. It will be shot in
Ireland. The talent (aside from me) will come from overseas (hopefully
Scotland & Ireland, if I get the folks I want). The director is a
London-based Aussie. But I have
Denver to thank for that--I met
Tom at the Denver Film Fest and we really hit it off. He does amazing
work, and I was so in love with his film. I took a shot and asked him
to direct mine, and to my pleasure and surprise, he accepted. My own
sensibilities are much more in line with what's being shot in the
British Isles, and if I can create this first step to getting over
there, maybe I won't need to come back right away. :) (Here's
hoping!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I have a lot to learn, in all aspects of my
chosen field--acting, singing, writing. I've also decided that I'm
going to learn more post-production stuffs this year, and to shoot my
own (experimental, unscripted) film (not the above-mentioned short).
I'm going to get better at editing...not perfect, but have a better
grasp of it than the minimal basics I know now. I love hearing what
others have to say, learning from what they've done and seen. I hope to
continue learning until the day I die. I don't expect praise for
everything I do...but it would be nice to be noticed.
It would be even better to get paid.
Decently.
I'm
not able to go to as many screenings or events as I'd like to. What
keeps me from attending those events is money. It keeps me from
classes, trendy clothes for auditions, concerts, live theatre,
after-parties, etc. If it says "free," I'm usually there, unless I'm
exhausted and can't be around people. I hate to admit that, but it's
the truth.
I is po'. My new clothes come from
hand-me-downs every couple of years. Do you have any idea how much that
hurts my pride? Knowing that if I'm going to have anything new or
fashionable, I have to wait a few years for someone else to throw the
damn thing out? Money is a BIG issue for me. So is time. So is
exhausting myself to the point of being a zombie, which I feel like
24-7.
I sleep horribly through the night. I was diagnosed with
slight ADD about a year ago, thank God. I say "thank God," because now
I'm on Adderall. For the first time in 20 years, I can stay awake
through the day without needing a nap to get me through. But that still
doesn't help me sleep at night. And that's another story...one I'm too
frustrated to get into right now. I have to figure out what to do for
dinner, anyway.
SO. When you ask me how I'm doing, I will always--
ALWAYS--put a gigantic smile on my face and say, "I'm great! How are you?"
You now know that I am lying through my teeth. But you'll never get another answer.