Today marks one year to the day since I arrived in Vancouver. The car that got me here is gone, traded for a violin for Natasha; the distant Aunt I thought would put me up for a bit is gone as well: dead since July--and I never did crash at their house just over the Sumas border. Good thing too, it just wouldn't have worked with the hassle of crossing back and forth into Bush's America. Mom and Dad's friends Randi and Mel were my salvation while got my bearings and have become somewhat of a surrogate family out here. I couldn't have done it without them, and that means I'll be in Chilliwack again next week housesitting big Ben while they're in Edmonton. Taking the weekend off from Tony n Tinas while I try to hammer out a draft of my Screenplay. 6 days in Chilliwack, if I don't get anything concrete done on it it's because I really don't want to.
I'm happy doing Tony n tinas as a way to keep fresh as well as for the social aspect, but I need to use the occasion of my 1-year anniversary here to crank things up a notch. The commercials and theatre gigs are ok, but as always, the danger is there of becoming complacent. I'm in this marathon to win, not to place or show. A springtime free of Leafs and Canucks hockey should help me to focus on keeping things moving career-wise...oh, who am I kidding...I really didn't give a shit about the Canucks. A new agent, landing an equity theatre gig in one of the upcoming general auditions, and continuing to meet new and exciting people are my priorities...while all the while trying to deal with my most challenging task: being a father from 3000 miles away. The time may come when I may have to decide that it simply cannot be done, and I have to look at my options and consider where I'm living...but if I can find a way...and continue to go forward, I trust the day will come when my career and family responsibilities are not on the opposite sides of the continent.
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