For as long as I can remember I wanted to become an actor. I wanted to tell stories. It didn't always matter what the medium was as long as I played some small incidental role in making another world some how to come to life.
When the time finally arrived to decide whether or not I was going to make a real go of making my creative aspirations come true, I had no clue of where to begin. Was there some magic formula? An algorithm? A sage resting atop some precipitous snow capped mountain? A hotline?
In time, I simply tried different ways to stay close to the theater. It didn't matter if I auditioned for a play 30 miles from my house that nobody would see, or if I simply hung my contact information below the header, ACTOR on the events board at San Francisco State University. I just knew I had to somehow stay available so that my world could collide with the one I so longed to be a part of.
And maybe through my earnestness, effort, and developing skill set some one would take notice, take me under their wing, and show me some semblance of direction.
In the end, I learned when you find some way to stay close to your dream good things happen.
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