Yup - my baby was 1 month old when we took this picture. My husband and I usually like to get really clever for Halloween. We've been political and topical. One year we were the phrase, "If it's yellow it's mellow, if it's brown flush it down," commenting on the California drought situation.
But then I had a baby and moved into a new house. So with boxes everywhere, still recovering, sore and tired I did not feel like being creative. But we also felt totally guilty that we were not doing ANYTHING. Not a one kid came to our door for trick-or-treat. What a bust. I whined to Daniel - "What are we gonna be???? We have to do something!"
So we started looking around the house. What do we have? Well - someone gave us the shark bathrobe and well - that just seemed EASY. SO we started with that. Then colored on some paper, attached it with safety pins, smeared ketchup all over and made some faces.
My baby was crying almost the whole time we took about 10 different photos. But - it worked and we laughed and we posted this on Instagram: megmessmer. Literally that was the ONLY thing we did on Halloween was this picture. And guess what? It was awesome!
So don't stress out about costumes. Find some condiments and smear them on yourself. If nothing else, it'll be funny!
It was the fall of 2006. I was living in New York City desperately trying to get noticed as an actress.
It wasn't working.
I had moved there in 2005. I was living off the high of working in Detroit. Everyone knew my name in Detroit. Or at least it felt that way. I booked a professional Equity gig before I had even graduated college. I was making loads of money (well....it felt like loads to a college kid) and people were offering me roles. I booked an indie film right as the Equity play finished and I felt like a superstar. So I moved to NYC, like any celebrity would do.....
I waited. Waited for someone to find me, discover me in a coffee shop. Say - "hey are you an actress? cause you're perfect for this million dollar movie I'm making". Who - me? "yes you!"
Yeah...that shit didn't happen. And it doesn't happen. At least not to me.
And you know what? I am HAPPY that it didn't happen.
What happened to me in NYC was this....I sat in my room eating Ben n Jerry's Cherry Garcia until I was bored and depressed enough to finally get off the couch that I was crashing on and find a job. I worked at an Off Broadway theatre in the heart of the West Village called Cherry Lane. I wrote a song about it.
It was through this theatre that I met people. Good people. Hard working people.
And that fall of 2006, I met a girl. We ate pizza and decided that we weren't going to wait anymore. We decided to produce a play. We produced a play with some KILLER playwrights. Writers that are now Showrunners of UBER famous TV shows, one is a Pulitzer playwright. They were just getting out of school at the time, which is why they said yes to writing a comedy for my friend and I to star in....get this....about AIDS.
That was the first thing I ever produced. And it was AWESOME! We ran for two weeks (I think). We donated all our proceeds to the YouthAIDS foundation. It WAS funny!!! IF you can believe it.
And then....I had this breakthrough. I was good at producing.
I didn't necessarily want to do it....but I was good at it....just by my nature. Thanks type A organization skills. And then I realized something else....
When you're just an actor....you get shit on. People tell you you're not good enough, not the right type, you need more credits, you need an agent, you need this/that, you should be this way, unique, different, stupid, smart, pretty, ugly, skinny, fat, rich, cute, PERFECT.
I HAVE NEVER EVER EVER EVER LIKED IT WHEN SOMEONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO. (Sorry Mom).
So - I started producing. I wrote something. I produced it. I read books. I started interning. I started working in TV production. I went to UCLA for producing. I learned it. I learned it gooooood.
And then....I started doing it. No more Ben & Jerry's for me.
All of this long winded story for the announcement of today.
Today I premiere a pilot that a very talented writer wrote for me, in which I produced and starred in.
It's called GRETCH & TIM.
The screening is tonight and it is good!
It is quirky, fun, & thoughtful. We called in SO many favors from SO many talented people. And to all of them - THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm a big girl now. Making big girl stuff in this industry.
Next up, to distribute it.....and get paid. :)
Sum of this blog post:
If you're thinking about producing because you're sick of playing prostitutes in short films like me.....do it! It's so worth it. And then, tell me how it goes! :)
Love to all.
Guys - I'VE TAKEN A LOT OF ACTING CLASSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've spent SO MUCH MONEY!
Sometimes the teachers are not very good teachers. Sometimes they just like to hear themselves talk.
Well it took me three years...but I finally found my one and only acting coach in LA.
His name is Paul Kampf. A very good hearted man who is both a writer and director. He's also done some acting too! So he KNOWS what he's talking about. What else do I like about him? He insists on meeting you first and working with you one on one to learn your UNIQUE style of working and taking direction. Because of this, he learns the best way to re-direct you and individualizes his approach with your acting career.
WOW! And it works! I've seen countless actors come in to his classes and grow grow grow in their craft. Um..I know, because I have too!
Not ONLY that...but in 2012...we made two full length feature films together with his Production wing of the studio! Bonus: he uses all the students in his classes. Now THAT is getting your money's worth!
OH- but have I mentioned that he's completely affordable!? He doesn't steal actors money or pontificate about how many roles his actors have booked after working with him.
He's just a good ole boy with some CRAZY good talent for coaching actors to the height of their craft.
Go look him up!
And tell him I said "Hi!"
P.S. His website is below along with an awesome article he wrote about forging your own path!
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