@hereeatthiskitten “ethics smethics that's what pseudonyms are *for*”
I definitely enjoy using a fake name here as much as anybody, but it’s more of a 4th wall thing for me. Once I’ve worked with (or slept with) someone, I can’t be a fan anymore. It’s too intimate. It’s wrong. Believe me, I’ve tried. Need some distance for imagination. Ever heard the expression “one should never meet one’s hero”? (Unless they turn out to actually enrich your quality of life, in which case it’s totally worth giving up a slice of fandom for a piece of that gig/ass.) The more I work and fuck, the more threadbare my fandom life becomes. Best case scenario for my career means I will have to keep scrubbing this blog till there’s nothing left.
Anyway, nothing to worry about, totally fucked up my callback today. Casting director has suddenly taken an interest in me (now that the show’s almost fucking over!), but I was booked for two completely different auditions for different casting directors at the exact same time in the same building today (my agent is drunker than I am), and I had to change emotional gears way too fast. I can do naked-coke-head-party-girl, and I can do down-and-out-victim-of-circumstance, but I need more than like 15 seconds in between to change my clothes and my headspace. Maybe a really amazing actor can do it. Something to work towards.
Oh, I’m back from my mini vacation. Getting on top of those drabbles. Didn’t forget.