Five Minute Call.

I've toyed around with the idea of creating a website for myself for ages now. It seemed like a logical step: begin acting career, have idea for a book, write book, publish book, create author website, ???, prosper.

The only issue was that I had no idea what I wanted to put on that site. Am I purely an actress, using the site to garner connections and further appreciation for the world of performance? Am I purely an author, using it to promote books and connect with my readers on a larger scale? Am I going to put up new content regularly, every month, every week, every day? Will I be able to juggle all of these things, plus the struggles of a "real world" job, relationships, and all of the challenges that accompany being a young adult in the modern world?

The answers to these questions are as follows, in order: No, no, hell no, and maybe.

I know that I love both acting and writing, as well as watching performances and reading, so this blog has to center around both of those aspects of my personality and my life. I am definitely not the most organized and schedule-driven person on the planet, but I would very much like to try, at the very least, to post new things as frequently as I have the ideas for them, which is more often than you would think. Ideas spin around my head at speeds that'd give the Hadron Collider whiplash, but they're just as chaotic, so there isn't any sort of order to this madness. A messy blog feels more like home anyway, at least to me.

So what's the real point here? Well, to put it simply, I have no idea. I don't know what will happen here in the next week, month, year, or lifetime of this blog. This is an experiment, as was auditioning for my first role and writing the first draft of my book. This is an adventure. It's stepping out of the Shire, boarding the 11 o'clock from King's Cross Station, or clicking save on a piece of untested code that could make or break the world. It's the five-minute call, and I'm still in the dressing room struggling to get my costume on without smudging my makeup, humming the first few bars of the opening number and frantically rehearsing my lines. Soon I'll be in my place in wings, and the lights will go down in the house, and a hush will fall over the audience as the overture plays.

Where this goes, there's no telling, but I'm interested in seeing what might happen from here, and I'd be honored if you'd join me for the ride.


- Cat

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