When it rains...

I work a lot on non-acting things. I have many many jobs that have to do with serving wine and  instructing children and clearing a browsers cache and nothing to do with acting. I spend about 60 hours a week at these jobs so that I can spend as much time as is left over taking classes, auditioning, networking and sleeping. Every once in a while I go out to dinner. 

But now, things are about to change. I have an announcement to make, people:

I AM QUITTING THE DAY JOBS!

No, no I didn't land a series regular position or anything, but I have a confluence of projects that I love and am passionate about and that *pay,* so I am officially able to take a break from the daily grind. 

Now for a little while, during these projects, I will be working for more than 60 hours a week. Do I care? not even a little bit. Working was never the problem. Working on what I love was the wrinkle, and for a little while at least it will be completely ironed out. 

First, I go into rehearsals for that play I am producing. My mind gets to get off of fund raising and finding an Assistant Stage Manager and lighting racks and on to intention and background and stakes. Then, about three weeks later, I begin filming a feature length independent (just got the official offer!) that is a mystery thriller where I play the lead. And I get to stop focusing on wine vintages and meat preparations and table turning so I can focus on story arc and character and connection. THEN, about two weeks later I start rehearsals for my fall show, which will take my mind from IT and time sheets and carpal tunnel to investing in circumstances and vocal support and onstage sex scenes. 

SIGH. 

To get ready for this oncoming departure from the daily grind, I of course am upping my hours. Which means more shifts at the restaurant and more time staring at a computer screen, but I've got an end date baby, and this two month stretch of work work work will heal my soul of any scars I am accruing right now. 

--Sharina Martin

Comments

[Sara]

Sweet! It always helps knowing there's a light at the end of the day job tunnel.

[Griffen]

Great goin' girlie! Don't know ya, but am happy for you none the less!