So, last week I blogged about my friend Lacy and the fact that her and her husband had lost the venue for their upcoming wedding party. The opening line was, "Lacy, a former co-worker who is now making a go at being a full time actor, has been in the office lately doing some voice-over work."
This seemed to have touched a bit of a nerve, because she used that sentence as a jumping off point for a post on her own blog. Here's an excerpt:
"3. I have never held a full time non-acting job since college. And I quit freelancing outside of acting and writing in 2005. And haven't had to go back since.
"4. Because I am a full time actor. Bitches. I'm an obnoxiously insecure and probably not a terribly successful full time actor, but dammit, I am one. I am not MAKING A GO AT IT. I make a go at doing a single pull-up. I am GOING this shit. DOING GOING IT."
To keep this in context, we joked about it a bit over IM, with her wondering if maybe she should delete the "rant" and me telling her to keep it because I think it's funny. (Also, her list begins with "1. yes I am perhaps a little drunkblogging.")
Still, it's worth mentioning that I didn't mean to sound dismissive with the phrase, "making a go at being a full time actor." If I hadn't already dedicated a year of blogging each to the subjects of working and performing, I probably would have gone into more detail about just how much consistent paying work Lacy has gotten for as long as I've known her (including, as pictured, this commercial for KY Intense that I saw on VH1 last night). But really, I was more interested in blogging about the party (which has, sadly, been officially postponed).
I suppose I should say that with hindsight I would have written that sentence slightly differently, but that's not true. Because I'm getting too much enjoyment out of the reader comments to Lacy's post. They're wonderfully supportive of her, as they should be, but also totally hilarious in their assumptions about me being some villain from "Accounts Payable."
"I think it is out of jealousy," and also, "Standing. Applauding. They'll never get it, Lacy. No reason to try to explain it to them, because they'll never get it."
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Here is the full version of Lacy's post, which you can also read on this site where Lacy makes a go at blogging:
I'm on a friend's blog. Here's how he introduces me:
Lacy, a former co-worker who is now making a go at being a full time actor, has been in the office lately doing some voice-over work.
OkayokayokayOKAY.
1. yes I am perhaps a little drunkblogging.
2. I do a lot of dissing on myself. Wait. No one says dissing anymore. I QUESTION MYSELF A LOT. I am hard on myself. BUT LISTEN.
3. I have never held a full time non-acting job since college. And I quit freelancing outside of acting and writing in 2005. And haven't had to go back since.
4. Because I am a full time actor. Bitches.
I'm an obnoxiously insecure and probably not a terribly successful full time actor, but dammit, I am one. I am not MAKING A GO AT IT. I make a go at doing a single pull-up. I am GOING this shit. DOING GOING IT.
And after even the worst auditions, that makes me proud and keeps me from quitting.
6. MAYBE I DID HAVE a really rough final dress tonight, and we'll have our first paying audience tomorrow [vomits on self] THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT OKAY!? The beauty of it is that I can sleep in tomorrow, spend a few hours at a coffee shop with my script, work out, then show up to an 8-hour rehearsal because, if you will please refer back to Item 4;
4. Because I am a full time actor. Bitches.
wow, that's pretty amazing. I have to say I am a lot jealous.
Arnie, to be fair, they're right. I have yet to see you get it. You almost got it that one time, but then the train came by and you forgot what we were talking about. And there was that other time at the BBQ when you went for the tackle, slid across the grass, and it slipped under the fence before you could get it. Not to even mention the fact that your dissertation on it was described "sorely lacking in a grasping of even the most basic of fundamentals; you just don't get it."
I explain and explain and explain. But to no avail. I believed there was a reason, but I guess not. I'm going to stand up and join the applause. Pardon me.
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