True Life: I Commute to NYC
I work in New York City. I audition there. I rehearse there. I do background work there. I do photo shoots there...
But I live in Connecticut.
There are days when it's tough to talk myself into going to auditions. I'm primarily talking about EPAs. For those who are unfamiliar, EPAs (Equity Principal Auditions, which I can get into with my Equity Membership Candidate card) are open call sorts of auditions, and I have as of yet to find the willpower to go to one. From what I've heard, they sound just terrible. A bunch of people waiting in line from an ungodly hour of the morning hoping they get seen by the casting director proxy that the theatre company has sent because they need to have the appearance of hosting EPAs even though they mostly cast out of agent submissions...
Now, I know not all EPAs are like that. And I have a friend (also EMC) who just finished the run of a great show that he booked through an EPA. But if you have to spend 3 hours on a train and pay $30 (the cost of a round trip ticket + Metro card) to get to an audition, it's harder to mentally justify it if you're not sure that you'll even get a chance to get seen.
Sometimes it seems like it would be easier to live in New York, but when opportunites have arisen, I've resisted.
As unpopular of an opinion as this seems to be, I dread the idea of living in NYC. I like being able to come back to a nice, quiet neighborhood filled with two-story dwellings. It gives me perspective. It relaxes me. It washes away all the anxieties of city life.
So I continue commuting.
And yes, it's frustrating when I'm doing work as a stand-in, get off of set at 5am, catch the 7:37am train, get back home after 9am, and then have to leave my house at 2pm in order to make it to my van call at 4:15pm, and I know that I could've had about 3 more hours of sleep if I lived in the city...
But I wouldn't have it any other way.