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spacechild and I went to an Irish pub near my house, a really nice place even if a tad overpriced. I think I've found a new hang-out. I may bring my laptop over there some night, find a corner, get a pint, and just relax to the live music and get writing.
Anyway, Danny and I are chatting away as we do, geeking out about horror movies and the like. I'm showing him the first rough sketches my artist Stacy has sent me for THE ADVENTURES OF BUB AND JOHNNY GO, so we're going on about that. Even though we're both exhausted, when we're together we somehow manage to find all this geek energy. You know how it is.
So we're going on like this and I keep noticing this older man at the bar, early 50's, keep glancing over at us. Over at *me*, actually. And after some time has passed, he says, "I don't mean to eavesdrop, I couldn't help hearing snippets of your conversation. I'm curious, what do you do for a living?"
I said, "I'm a writer and an actor."
He asked what kind of writing, and I said novels, stage plays, short stories, comics, and memoirs. He then asked what kind of acting and I said, well, I do a lot of classical but I've done a lot of modern too. He asked me if I was any good, (to which the bartender, a sweet middle-aged woman, chastized him: "You're not supposed to ask an actor that question!") and I simply said, "Yeah, I think I am."
With the same odd smug smile he had the entire time, he says, "Next time someone asks that, the correct response is, 'I am if the role's right.'"
Which completely leaves me at a loss for a response, because, well, isn't that kind of assumed? But anyway, Danny and I get up to go to O'Leary's so we can afford some actual food, but before we go the guy says, "The reason I asked is because I just hired eleven actors today. I'm a producer for television, here's my card..."
The card read: WOODWARD PRODUCTIONS, Television Writing and Production Services, Bart Woodward.
He asked if I had any experience in anything other than stage acting. When I told him that I had not yet had any chances at film work, he said, "When you get a demo tape together, give me a call."
So yeah. On one hand, it's not often that job opportunities just drop into my lap. On the other hand, this guy was a 10 on the creep factor. I'm talking major child molestor type heebie hoobies. Maybe it was just how totally smug and pretentious he was. But then, if he's involved in acting or producing for a living, he probably would be.
A demo tape? How the hell am I gonna get one of those? And what the hell would be on it? What a weird ass night.
Oh, and later that same evening, a group of large trucker types at O'Leary's called me and Danny "ladies." Someone insinuated that I'm homosexual? In a bar?
Finally, I'M A MAN!
spacechild and I went to an Irish pub near my house, a really nice place even if a tad overpriced. I think I've found a new hang-out. I may bring my laptop over there some night, find a corner, get a pint, and just relax to the live music and get writing. Anyway, Danny and I are chatting away as we do, geeking out about horror movies and the like. I'm showing him the first rough sketches my artist Stacy has sent me for THE ADVENTURES OF BUB AND JOHNNY GO, so we're going on about that. Even though we're both exhausted, when we're together we somehow manage to find all this geek energy. You know how it is.
So we're going on like this and I keep noticing this older man at the bar, early 50's, keep glancing over at us. Over at *me*, actually. And after some time has passed, he says, "I don't mean to eavesdrop, I couldn't help hearing snippets of your conversation. I'm curious, what do you do for a living?"
I said, "I'm a writer and an actor."
He asked what kind of writing, and I said novels, stage plays, short stories, comics, and memoirs. He then asked what kind of acting and I said, well, I do a lot of classical but I've done a lot of modern too. He asked me if I was any good, (to which the bartender, a sweet middle-aged woman, chastized him: "You're not supposed to ask an actor that question!") and I simply said, "Yeah, I think I am."
With the same odd smug smile he had the entire time, he says, "Next time someone asks that, the correct response is, 'I am if the role's right.'"
Which completely leaves me at a loss for a response, because, well, isn't that kind of assumed? But anyway, Danny and I get up to go to O'Leary's so we can afford some actual food, but before we go the guy says, "The reason I asked is because I just hired eleven actors today. I'm a producer for television, here's my card..."
The card read: WOODWARD PRODUCTIONS, Television Writing and Production Services, Bart Woodward.
He asked if I had any experience in anything other than stage acting. When I told him that I had not yet had any chances at film work, he said, "When you get a demo tape together, give me a call."
So yeah. On one hand, it's not often that job opportunities just drop into my lap. On the other hand, this guy was a 10 on the creep factor. I'm talking major child molestor type heebie hoobies. Maybe it was just how totally smug and pretentious he was. But then, if he's involved in acting or producing for a living, he probably would be.
A demo tape? How the hell am I gonna get one of those? And what the hell would be on it? What a weird ass night.
Oh, and later that same evening, a group of large trucker types at O'Leary's called me and Danny "ladies." Someone insinuated that I'm homosexual? In a bar?
Finally, I'M A MAN!
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Date: 2006-03-30 08:26 am (UTC)No but really, that's cool if there's no casting couch involved.
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Date: 2006-03-30 10:46 am (UTC)*Aaaaand saves to bring out and play with on a rainy day...*
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Date: 2006-03-30 12:54 pm (UTC)Who knows? You have to start somewhere....
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Date: 2006-03-30 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-03-30 01:03 pm (UTC)And as I *think* Drew Carey mentioned during his roast, remember, no one gets anywhere in TV or film without smoking a little pole.
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Date: 2006-03-30 01:24 pm (UTC)http://www.woodwardproductions.com/
From the site:
Prior to forming Woodward Productions in 1987, Bart Woodward served as Creative Director for a number of high-profile advertising agencies and multi-media firms. He has also served as a Creative Consultant for a variety of companies and organizations, and has been a requested convention speaker on video topics.
Today, he leads a cadre of Videographers, Editors, Sound Designers and Animators, creating award-winning productions that stand apart from the ordinary. He is also a highly-requested writer among leading production firms.
Bart Woodward holds a U.S. Government Secret Clearance, is listed in Who's Who in America - Eastern Region and Who's Who in Entertainment, is active in the International Television Association and graduated with Honors from Case Western Reserve University.
The Clearance thing might be part of the creep factor, not that I don't know dozens on non-creepy clearance-holding people.
Demo Reel?
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Date: 2006-03-30 05:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-30 09:29 pm (UTC)Look, baby. Speaking as a woman? When a crusty biker thinks you, as a guy, are gay? That's the highest possible aesthetic compliment. YEAH, baby!
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Date: 2006-03-30 10:23 pm (UTC)Curse my metrosexuality!
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Date: 2006-03-31 05:25 pm (UTC)Galactus icon! *loves* I retaliate with SURFER.
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Date: 2006-03-31 05:43 pm (UTC)Aw, nice Surfer icon! I reiterate with Parallax (reminding me, I need more Hal icons). Working here at the comic shop, I just read next week's issue of Silver Surfer for Annihilation, it was pretty sweet. I think/hope you'll be happy with it.
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Date: 2006-03-31 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-31 11:49 pm (UTC)i also need the last 2 x-factors. if i can find them.
so Hef.. if you see x-factor 4 and 5, grab and hold em for me? i'm having trouble finding them.
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Date: 2006-03-31 11:59 pm (UTC)4 and 5 are reserved for you. Want me to buy 'em for you and give 'em to you later?
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Date: 2006-04-01 12:03 am (UTC)btw.. i loved Born Again.
i really need to read how Karen got to be a junkie, and i need to read her death. i'mso behind.
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Date: 2006-04-01 06:22 am (UTC)I have her death, written by Kevin Smith, and I'll lend that to you along with Typhoid Mary and the Fall of the Kingpin.
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Date: 2006-04-01 03:44 pm (UTC)i love king of hell's kitchen and hardcore, so it'd be good to read the stuff leading up to that.
plus i havent read Smith's DD yet.
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Date: 2006-04-01 06:17 am (UTC)I HATE you. With love, of course.
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Date: 2006-04-01 06:24 am (UTC)I love being hated with love!
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Date: 2006-03-31 11:47 pm (UTC)girl, did you even know that we two knew each other?
oh, and Heffie.. you know the call..
Wonder Geek Powers!.....
(for the record.. that sort of thing almost NEVER happens at O'leary's. part of why i love that place.)
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Date: 2006-03-31 11:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-01 12:01 am (UTC)maybe the bikers were right about you, jenny.
stupid bucket of water...
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Date: 2006-04-01 06:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-01 03:43 pm (UTC)where do you live, by the way. and what is your real name?