Yesterday I arrived in Los Angeles at 10:30am after a 5 hour flight, and on less than 2 hours of sleep. (I was up late packing after getting home from work at 11pm.)
As excited as I was to get off that plane, my delirium set in a bit and I had a mini freak out in my mind. I didn't know where to go and wasn't sure how I was going to get to the production office. These were things I had a vague idea of but couldn't really know for sure until I got more information.
The easiest thing of course would have been to taxi or rent a car...I'm not willing to spend 100 bucks (between parking, gas, etc). So I opted for the bus. It took three bucks. SWEET...
...Except the bus ride took three hours. But I met some nice people on the ride and got my bearings as far as location. FINALLY I arrived at the production office around 4pm (luckily they weren't necessarily expecting me to show up). They put me to work and I got to watch a couple auditions. SUPER interesting. Then dinner with the director/writer, producer, Director of Photography and another PA. Then a production meeting. Done at 10:00pm, and thankfully the producer drove me back- so no bus!
Now today I had some emails to send, but for the most part it is a free day so I am in Santa Monica browsing and possibly buying some sweaters (it is cold!)
Tomorrow I'm setting up camp over in West Hollywood where we begin filming in a couple days.
And that basically sums up my first day in Hollywood!
3/19/2011
3/16/2011
James Dean
PACKING FOR L.A.!
I'll be there for about 3 weeks working on the set of Joshua Tree, 1951: A Portrait of James Dean. Check out the trailer
I'll do my best to update while I'm out west!
I'll be there for about 3 weeks working on the set of Joshua Tree, 1951: A Portrait of James Dean. Check out the trailer
I'll do my best to update while I'm out west!
3/11/2011
Broken
Relationships are always going to take care and maintenance, but both parties have to be willing to own up to their own shortcomings.
I can be stubborn. Fickle. Unimpressed. Sometimes I may appear unaffected or unemotional. I can be self righteous and a know-it-all, hedonistic, and too independent for my own good. If you know me you may be able to think of some more to add to this list!
These are my shortcomings. I am aware. It's me at my worst. Most of the battle is in knowing and acknowledging my own shortcomings. It's the only way to grow. To keep them at bay. You can't fix what isn't (or what you think) isn't broken.
I am broken. I admit it! I don't have it all together!
With that said, I only want relationships that are willing to love and accept all of me.
So there you have it. A list of my negatives. I have nothing to hide from anyone. I'm not perfect. I don't want to be perfect. I want to be kind, genuine, uplifting, empathetic, warm, spontaneous and loving. I want relationships that are honest.
Friends and family-I want you to all know that I love you for all that you are. I appreciate every aspect of you.
We are all broken, bruised, and burnt. The real test comes in how we deal when confronted with our own demons. How do we come out not only alive, but stronger? This is life. This is what matters.
I can be stubborn. Fickle. Unimpressed. Sometimes I may appear unaffected or unemotional. I can be self righteous and a know-it-all, hedonistic, and too independent for my own good. If you know me you may be able to think of some more to add to this list!
These are my shortcomings. I am aware. It's me at my worst. Most of the battle is in knowing and acknowledging my own shortcomings. It's the only way to grow. To keep them at bay. You can't fix what isn't (or what you think) isn't broken.
I am broken. I admit it! I don't have it all together!
With that said, I only want relationships that are willing to love and accept all of me.
So there you have it. A list of my negatives. I have nothing to hide from anyone. I'm not perfect. I don't want to be perfect. I want to be kind, genuine, uplifting, empathetic, warm, spontaneous and loving. I want relationships that are honest.
Friends and family-I want you to all know that I love you for all that you are. I appreciate every aspect of you.
We are all broken, bruised, and burnt. The real test comes in how we deal when confronted with our own demons. How do we come out not only alive, but stronger? This is life. This is what matters.
12/04/2010
Why I Find Weekly Trips to B&N Necessary
Hello friends,
Despite the lack of comments, I know you are reading. I don't know who you are, but I do know I have readers thanks to the magic of google analytics.
I dug up an old screenplay today that I started 4 years ago. A mere 10 pages, but I really like it! Now I'm going to turn that 10 into 120. I'm thrilled to have rediscovered something I feel I can finish now.
I'll let you know how it goes. Looks like it's going to be a rom-com. Which I usually make fun of, BUT when they are executed well I LOVE them.
Funnily enough, I picked up Nora Ephron's book yesterday and read the thing at the book store. It's her newest one...I can't even remember the title at the moment. The book wasn't all that great (I would have appreciated it more had I been older) but I kept reading because what is great is her writer's voice. It's very distinct. And I was hoping to pick up any golden nuggets of information since she has written and directed some fantastic movies.
Her book must have inspired me because now I'm determined to write this rom-com. Besides reading The Hollywood Reporter magazine (I do not subscribe as that would ruin the fun of going to the book store), Nora Ephron has given me another reason weekly trips to the book store pay off.
Despite the lack of comments, I know you are reading. I don't know who you are, but I do know I have readers thanks to the magic of google analytics.
I dug up an old screenplay today that I started 4 years ago. A mere 10 pages, but I really like it! Now I'm going to turn that 10 into 120. I'm thrilled to have rediscovered something I feel I can finish now.
I'll let you know how it goes. Looks like it's going to be a rom-com. Which I usually make fun of, BUT when they are executed well I LOVE them.
Funnily enough, I picked up Nora Ephron's book yesterday and read the thing at the book store. It's her newest one...I can't even remember the title at the moment. The book wasn't all that great (I would have appreciated it more had I been older) but I kept reading because what is great is her writer's voice. It's very distinct. And I was hoping to pick up any golden nuggets of information since she has written and directed some fantastic movies.
Her book must have inspired me because now I'm determined to write this rom-com. Besides reading The Hollywood Reporter magazine (I do not subscribe as that would ruin the fun of going to the book store), Nora Ephron has given me another reason weekly trips to the book store pay off.
11/22/2010
Monotony
I need some solace
A place where everything stops
But where nothing stays the same.
I want what I've never known.
What's scary is not knowing if that will be enough
My heart is in another place
Ahead of my logic.
The contradictions of my life are mere presentations of foresight
If only I could know the foreshadowing signs
My life as it will be.
I get bored with regularity
Excited for the new
Ready to continue on forever
but then forever becomes monotonous
and I'm ready to move along.
Next step
getting me where I've always wanted
Where imagination precedes reality.
A place where everything stops
But where nothing stays the same.
I want what I've never known.
What's scary is not knowing if that will be enough
My heart is in another place
Ahead of my logic.
The contradictions of my life are mere presentations of foresight
If only I could know the foreshadowing signs
My life as it will be.
I get bored with regularity
Excited for the new
Ready to continue on forever
but then forever becomes monotonous
and I'm ready to move along.
Next step
getting me where I've always wanted
Where imagination precedes reality.
11/05/2010
Zumba!
Zumba is the most entertaining aerobics class I have ever taken.
Let me elaborate on my Zumba experience...
Many friends have told me "You gotta try Zumba!" For those of you who have no clue what I am talking about it is an aerobics class which incorporates dancing as the cardio workout.
The stars finally aligned and the opportunity arose for me to take a Zumba class last night. I almost sat at home and ate a pizza, but for whatever reason I got my butt off the couch (well, floor, as my new place is still lacking in furniture).
I arrived right on time. Only one other girl my age was present. Then came in two large people. A married couple, I assume. Good for them for taking control of their health and working out! However, dancing fat people are my weakness.
As soon as the teacher ENTHUSIASTICALLY began the class (seriously, this was a high energy woman) I knew it was over. HOW WAS I NOT GOING TO LAUGH? How do you not laugh at a middle aged overweight male dancing, no, SHAKING HIS HIPS to Rhianna's 'Rude Boy'??? And on top of that, there was not one but TWO middle aged overweight men. One of them was obese.
It was a mentally exhausting workout from trying to look coordinated to holding in my laughter. When I would start to crack I made myself focus on my own dance moves. But then that was just a joke. I felt like I was 14 again and on the cheerleading squad. When I was a cheerleader, I was okay. I didn't look bad, but I didn't look great. I had to work to get those pep rally dance moves down! In 8th grade you want to look good, but I was never quite able to look as cool as most of the other girls when I danced. It took so much effort. Now I just accept the fact that I'm a mediocre dancer. I'm a white girl. I don't care. Now you couldn't pay me to be a cheerleader.
That said, this class gave me flashbacks of that awkward time. But then I would just look around and realize comparatively, I'm not that bad. These classes could be really good for my self esteem. But more importantly, they are great for my personal entertainment. So, I'll be back Zumba.
I'll be back.
Let me elaborate on my Zumba experience...
Many friends have told me "You gotta try Zumba!" For those of you who have no clue what I am talking about it is an aerobics class which incorporates dancing as the cardio workout.
The stars finally aligned and the opportunity arose for me to take a Zumba class last night. I almost sat at home and ate a pizza, but for whatever reason I got my butt off the couch (well, floor, as my new place is still lacking in furniture).
I arrived right on time. Only one other girl my age was present. Then came in two large people. A married couple, I assume. Good for them for taking control of their health and working out! However, dancing fat people are my weakness.
As soon as the teacher ENTHUSIASTICALLY began the class (seriously, this was a high energy woman) I knew it was over. HOW WAS I NOT GOING TO LAUGH? How do you not laugh at a middle aged overweight male dancing, no, SHAKING HIS HIPS to Rhianna's 'Rude Boy'??? And on top of that, there was not one but TWO middle aged overweight men. One of them was obese.
It was a mentally exhausting workout from trying to look coordinated to holding in my laughter. When I would start to crack I made myself focus on my own dance moves. But then that was just a joke. I felt like I was 14 again and on the cheerleading squad. When I was a cheerleader, I was okay. I didn't look bad, but I didn't look great. I had to work to get those pep rally dance moves down! In 8th grade you want to look good, but I was never quite able to look as cool as most of the other girls when I danced. It took so much effort. Now I just accept the fact that I'm a mediocre dancer. I'm a white girl. I don't care. Now you couldn't pay me to be a cheerleader.
That said, this class gave me flashbacks of that awkward time. But then I would just look around and realize comparatively, I'm not that bad. These classes could be really good for my self esteem. But more importantly, they are great for my personal entertainment. So, I'll be back Zumba.
I'll be back.
11/04/2010
Intuition
I had a dream last night
As most nights.
In this dream I had a plan
then woke up
knowing what to do.
I feel on beat
On key
Finally everything is flowing.
Making tangible the ideas stored inside
A time for ruminating
Allowing me to create a step by step guide.
I may not be at the pace of everyone else
My journey is not your own.
Not waiting for perfection
But trusting my intuition.
Soon enough all will see
My mind's eye
The vision I have for me.
As most nights.
In this dream I had a plan
then woke up
knowing what to do.
I feel on beat
On key
Finally everything is flowing.
Making tangible the ideas stored inside
A time for ruminating
Allowing me to create a step by step guide.
I may not be at the pace of everyone else
My journey is not your own.
Not waiting for perfection
But trusting my intuition.
Soon enough all will see
My mind's eye
The vision I have for me.
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