Done. And not done.

I finally signed with an acting agent a few weeks ago. I told him, him being the fabulous Tom Poole of Talent Poole Agency, that I felt like I was seventeen again. Only not "again" because I never got an agent when I was seventeen, but it's been a goal that I've never really thought I could achieve for some silly reason since then.

I've always had a block on taking that step to becoming a professional. I have a lot of blocks, but my check-in is: Am I happy? And if the answer is not yes, that's when I change. I don't always change immediately, but I start the process.

But now is my time. I am in a small enough city that I'm not overwhelmed by my competitors or being a small fish lost in the sea, but I've also been here long enough that people know who I am. It's all in the timing, as my mother said in her congratulatory message in response to the news. And I can't have any regrets about what I haven't done because in place of that not-doing, I have been doing a lot.

Also, another hurdle I've been putting off jumping over for years, I recently cleared:



I got my headshots redone. This news is a couple of months old now, but it's still a big step in the direction towards making money for my looks. Heh.