I've been to Sydney for the day with young Mark. Did my TV pilot audition. Pretty funny script - documentary-style - did a cold read, deadpan, Not sure I'm right for either part I read for. The part I really liked was too young for me - she had great "blonde" lines... like (this is set in a french class) "Excuse me, Jean, if I am talking to my boss, but my boss is a child, do I use 'tu' or 'vous'?" - I really liked that line! Anyhow, wait and see...
Then Mark and I SHOPPED. Big time. We were visiting comic book stores for him, and he was getting depressed 'cause everything he wanted was ridiculously expensive. We walked past this second-hand bookstore and I felt myself drawn in, so in we went. Mark found a treasure trove of old spiderman comics, real cheap, and while he scoured through boxes of those I wandered around - hoping I wouldn't stumble across the books I have on order and am still waiting for. I discovered a handful of dvds and began absent-mindedly flicking through them. I couldn't believe my eyes - I found an old Meg Tilly film that is not available anymore - not in Australia anyway. I grabbed it and ran back to Mark. We were both SO excited - this little shop that called us in had gifts for us both! I love that - in a great big city, out of all the streets and all the shops - you find yourself standing right where you're meant to be. Like the universe is saying "You're on the right track!" Like it's dropping you a breadcrumb.
I'm going to watch my Meg Tilly film now.
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