Coming out of drama school is like the bubble bursting.
You spend hours and hours at drama school in the same place, with the same people..a safe and creative enviroment (well - not always) and it is a bit like living in a bubble. I absolutely loved my classes and knew I was going to miss them when I left, I just hadn't banked on just how much.
My intention was to keep up the singing lessons, look out for movement classes, get fit, get an agent and get a paid job so that I could finally buy things again (not neccesarily in that order).
The bubble burst when I realised that I had to work every day in order to pay my way at London prices too Agghh. I had a really unlucky November - everything that could go wrong went wrong; boilers blowing up, pipes bursting, a broken cooker, a hole in the roof... all of this left me utterly exhausted (and skint), unable to plan singing lessons or write to agents.
In the last three months I have been an extra in a Bollywood Movie, a victim in a student film and I've been to just one audition.
So what now? I'm still writing my sit-com at every given opportunity, I have written to a few agents, I've edited my own showreel (check it out!) and started this blog. It's not easy, I know, no one thinks it is but we all still plod on, still smiling ;)
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