...coming out as an actor. Really, you? (continued)

Part 2

I guess that thing I had about saying I was an actor (as in, I want to be) was initially thought to be the comedian thing I said.
You know:

steve:: "hi bob."
bob:: "oh, hi, steve, what do you do these days?"
steve:: "yeah, I'm err, a err, comedian!"
bob:: "WTF, you, really, but you're.....
.....err, make me laugh, go on!"
steve:: "oh, I'm not that sort of comedian."
bob:: "you're shit!
....go on, fuck off. Comedian, my fucking arse he's a comedian. He's got the personality of a slapped arse."

So, you can see why I didn't want to say anything.

I guess, moving ever so slightly on from this initial hesitancy, I guess I was thinking, oh, actor, err, you have to have the most electric personality; the life and soul of the party; the big noise; the big potato: the mouth, etc.
Yes, I guess that's what I thought; the self-promoting all singing, all dancing extrovert.

I'm not the stops traffic kind of guy. I'm 5' 10" when I actually stand up straight, yes I have a pretty face, but it's not that pretty. Also, I look 15 still. I never get asked my opinion by those clip-boarders in town. I'm a perfect pick-pocket. I can get away with not being there. Very forgettable.

So, the all singing, all dancing Mr Extrovert v Mr Cellophane.
See the thing is this: I can be the all sing all dancing extrovert. I have been, on many occasions but only when certain things are in place. I have to be on top of an internal wave, the occasion has to have 5 or less people there, preferably less (hopefully with no positive or completely no experience of me before) and the moon has to be in it's third cycle and a bat has to be killed by a loft insulator less than 3 miles from where this occasion is to be held. In other words, things have to be perfect for me to operate as Mr Extrovert. Mr Extrovert is incredibly fragile. He's normally wrapped up by Mr Cellophane.

Now, as I've alluded to in today's earlier posting, for 16* years I've been too fragile, too much like Jenson Button; as in, everything has to work perfectly to achieve anything close to full potential. Not robust enough. Great skill to do anything he wants in life, but as yet, hasn't made any mark.
Well no more. I'm going to be less fragile, more stable and definitely more robust.
I have to be it's now a career skill set. It's a life skill set!

Anyway, yes, so, right, more decisive. More err, you know; to the point.

No more Cellophane

(also, RSAMD are having an open day on Friday for 2010's intake. Plus getting back to extra-ing soon too)