Girl gone Wilder
Voice Reel

Today I made a voice reel on Garage Band because I have limited resources and it probably sounds ok….ish. Got that voice reel down and now I can go to sleep knowing I did something very proactive for my career. 

Woo!

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Vicky McClure tribute!!!
I got me a DA (duck’s arse hairstyle)
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Vicky McClure tribute!!!

I got me a DA (duck’s arse hairstyle)

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Living in a tree house :)

I went to view a flat today in North London and it was a little stunner :)

The flat is this lovely, white washed Victorian building - walked in and there was jute flooring and then beautiful varnished wood flooring. The room itself is a double level - shelves and things below and then a double bed above with a little desk - so i can watch films on my laptop in bed. 

Flatmates are a similar age to me and very intelligent phd people who like scrabble and silly tv and karaeoke - and we are all going for drinks tomorrow night…because THEY WANTED ME!!!

Its the kind of flat I would be really proud to bring people back to and hang out in and its close to work - good transport links - A BATH! - happiness. 

The anxiety is over and I can finally look forward to my future.

Peace x

FOUND A FLAT!!! LIFE IS GOOD! x
In another random part of London

Today I am viewing a flat in Tuffnel Park, which is on the Northern Line and probably as far north as, but a bit east of, Hampstead Heath. All initial signs are good. I’m waiting to view the room, drinking a cup of tea in the arty farty kind of cafe that I like. Oddly, said cafe has an intriguing Buddha fountain by the door, which instead of evoking peace, looks more like the great man-god is suffering from an unending attack of incontinence. As long as he is at peace with that, then who am I to judge?

Once I have this house business sorted I am going to get my acting head on and work more on my career. I have a few ideas that I need to put into practise - firstly I’m going to put a voice acting reel together and send it out willy nilly to all the agencies in London.

In a few days I’m also going to get my hair cut for the role of Fey. I think my producer has an idea for it but we shall see. In doing my research I have found a really punky looking do that I quite like. But it could be a disaster if I am left to make that hair decision.

Actresses do talk an inordinate amount about our hair. Rivetting creatures of conversation.

I have to admit that I find it very amusing when people mistake me for a man because I have short hair. The priceless moment of backtracking when they realise I’m not.

Going to stop wittering on now.

Peace and dyoretics x

BACK FROM CARLISLE

Hi tumblr followrs, 

I have just come back from the border city of Carlisle where I have spend the past two weekends filming a short film called ‘The Gift’ with Jump Films. The film was helmed by the director, who is called Zachary Carl John Ord, and a lovely job he did too. It’s a great little script about a girl called Emma and her relationship with her Grandmother, who was played by the actress Jane Hayward, who is brilliant and it cannot be stressed enough. Everyone who worked on the film was ace. They worked as a great team and by the end I really felt like we had all bonded into a beautiful melted ball of bits of plastic - the plastic here representing the people in the cast and crew - like a great big melted scene of plastic army man carnage - except beautiful. 

I am now back in London, having spent most of the evening viewing flats and eating an incredibly unsatisfactory segment of camembert on crackers. Tesco Camembert is fairly flavourless let it be known. Being back in london fills me with waves of stress - the sky is dark here and the cheese is nowhere near as good as cheese up north. Fact. 

To make myself feel better about my fairly stressful situation of homelessness and shit cheese, I am listening the dulcet northern tones of the hairy bikers making pies and things. 

I miss Carlisle and the friends I have made there. 

I did see one nice flat today, and it seemed like I’d really hit it off with the other tenants but then I walked out of the door waving goodbye and came face to face with the next person to view the flat. He looked like a male model….not holding out much hope there. 

Anyway I’m going to stop moaning as I have actually had a stunningly wonderful week, what with Strings AND The Gift loveage. I am chipper!

xxx

Not in Scotland.
Strings

Yesterday I made the journey up to Shrewsbury to watch Strings. Strings was the first piece of professional acting work that I did after leaving university and it has turned out….well spot on. It’s beautiful, its got a lot of layers to look into and read from, its so sensitively done and the performanced in it are wonderful too. I wasn’t bad in it either! I feel so proud, and stunned, and validated as well. What a beautiful thing to be a part of. Kudos to Rob Savage and the fabulous actors and crew.

Now I am sat in a cafe in Shrewsbury waiting for off-peak train hours so I can get back to London and start my final rehearsal for Shadow Industry. I need a shower - woke up early to hitch a buddy down to the station and I haven’t looked at my face in the mirror yet….but on the plus side I’m wearing my new boots and i have managed to find a coffee shop that is giving away free cake?! Awesome.

In other news, still homeless but I’m going to get that sorted out next week fo sho.

Feeling pretty great about life right now.

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Just finished ADR for Strings  - did a little bit of primal scream therapy in a house in Bellingham. Now on the way to Shrewsbury and the first screening of the film itself - I finally get to see my first professional feature! - on the way picked up the shoes I chose for my character in Sharpen Industry and they are making my day!!! X

Just finished ADR for Strings - did a little bit of primal scream therapy in a house in Bellingham. Now on the way to Shrewsbury and the first screening of the film itself - I finally get to see my first professional feature! - on the way picked up the shoes I chose for my character in Sharpen Industry and they are making my day!!! X

Imminently homeless

I have to move out of my flat in three weeks and I haven’t found a new place to live. Mounting anxiety. I have made the discovery that when I’m feeling stressed like this I have dreams where I lose my fingers, or somebody else does….interesting no? X