OK, so I'm never
REALLY at a loss for words, but I think you understand
where I'm coming from. There's no rational reason why
NOW everything would just fall in my lap - but I'm
running with it. Every positive thing makes me want to
run faster. It's a great feeling. I think they call it
momentum. Heh. I already knew yesterday would be cool
because of signing the contracts, but it's what
happened afterwards that pretty much cemented today as
absolutely kickass. But first...
I am now
officially represented
by
Arlene
Thornton &
Associates.
Good news is the agency is 10% across the board. I was
under the impression from Charlotte that any one
faction (agent or manager) would take 15% if they were
alone - and take 10% only if the client had both an
agent & manager. So it's nice to see the agent is
fixed at 10%. Unfortunately, the rest of what I signed
was so in-depth, that I'm wondering if I still own my
skin. I must've signed and initialed 50 times. I would
skim what I could, but seriously people - it would've
taken me days to read all this. I know, I know you're
all saying:
THEN TAKE DAYS YOU DUMBASS!!!
Well, most of it dealt with defining every facet of
entertainment they would be taking the 10%. In a case
where I would have more than one agent or manager -
these lines have to be pretty detailed, and since this
is all I have - it's pretty obvious. I've since read
it and again and I didn't sign my life away - it all
just says that damn near anything I could
possibly dream of doing on camera - they get 10%. And
you know what? WORD. I've got no problem with that. It
was still rather crazy though.
So I get through
all these papers and then I get to actually meet my
agent. Heh. That struck me as funny. I walked in,
shook her hand - we talked for 30 seconds or so, and
that was it. Basically a "Welcome aboard!". I found
out most of my info from the site.
It's all pretty much a whirlwind. I'm happy to have a
group of people behind me that believe they can make
money off me. That's insanely encouraging.
As if the day
wasn't complete, as I walk in my front door I get a
call from Michele askin' me how it went. I told it was
great and that I was officially signed. She asked if
I had put an update on her site about her
appearing in CSI and I assured her I had. She then
made the comment about needing an assistant as things
are just getting too hectic (she's the most habitually
1 hour late person I know - LOL). I then reiterated
again what I had said awhile back when she mentioned
the same stresses - "You know, if you're serious about
needing an assistant, I'm pretty damn serious about
helping you."
And poof...it is
done. As if the obvious was right in front of our
faces all this time, and only now made sense, she said
that it was a perfect idea and that with all my
computer knowledge and artistic ability - it would
help her tremendously. She didn't say maybe, let's
talk about it...she wanted me to be her personal
assistant. "You really serious?"
"Absolutely."
Voila. We are
meeting Friday to discuss everything. I have a few
reservations money-wise as I have to make "X" amount
of dollars to be able to put Jess through school and
the number ain't low. Hopefully Michele and I are on
the same page. Assuming we are, this absolutely makes
it possible for Jess to go to school right away.
Amazing.
As far as the
actual job of being a personal assistant, I'm quite
aware from friends that it can be quite daunting at
times, but I really like Michele and she's been
nothing but kind to me so I actually look forward to
helping her out as much as possible. As well this
would keep me open for auditions and such, and keep my
flexibility in tact. It's about as win-win as you can
get. And from her perspective, she's not only getting
an assistant. She's got a video editor, web-designer,
and computer nut to help organize her shit. Maybe it's
possible for her NOT to be so fashinably late. Heh.
But can you
believe this? How does life do this? How can there be
such monumental shifts BOTH WAYS, seemingly out
of my control?? I wish I had a better grasp on
it. I wish I knew the depression would never happen
again, but I'm not foolish enough to type that.
(Actually I did just type that but I erased it...LOL).
See, contradictions fill your heart if you let
yourself be completely honest. Either way - I'm on an
incredible upswing, and I truly owe it all to Michele.
I'm so happy I'll be able to repay her somehow. It's
karma. When you do things so blatantly selflessly,
it's bound to come back and help. I wonder if she had
any idea how fiercely loyal I am if I know you're on
my side. Ooh...just had a vision of Charlotte reading
that line and rolling her eyes. LOL. Charlotte, if you
actually are reading this - I have never been more
loyal to someone for an entire year of my life, than
I was with you. I hung on your every word, and
believed in you wholeheartedly. My nervous system
finally gave out in March and I broke ties as an
absolute means of self-preservation. You were
attacking my foundation from every side of my psyche.
I really hope you see that someday.
Anyway
- I need to go jump up and down a bit.
Thought I'd include a video
of what I mean by that. This is actually
been what I have found myself doing
actually subconciously when I'm happy.
Last November during the whole Comedy
Store/Getting into Aspen high I would find
myself just jumping for no reason. Then
after 2 or 3 jumps I'd think...well
goddamn, I'm jumping for no reason. LOL. I
wondered what it looks like and well, it
looks pretty damn goofy. But here it is
nonetheless.
Expect an entry
probably Sunday telling you how Friday
went!!!
