i survived my first production summer.
one day i wrote about my unemployment anxieties and the very next week i get calls up the wazoo from people looking for a post coordinator.
five days, four interviews –> three offers.
it’s either feast or famine.
i ended up taking a sweet gig on a show premiering on nbc this fall called the blacklist, featuring one of hollywood’s best villains, james spader.
(ahem, tune in every monday night this fall following the voice. series premiere september 23.)
there’s a lot of pressure riding on the success of this show. it’s going to be an intense season. i ain’t gonna lie: i’m pretty friggin’ intimidated. but i love a good challenge.
bring. it. on.
this is what i see when patrick warburton smiles at me.
i work on the show rules of engagement, starring the actor behind my favorite spoof-superhero and cartoon bodyguard to super science family. having worked in entertainment for a few years now, i’ve had my fair share of celebrity sightings in and out of work, and i’ve always been very professional around the actors, respecting their privacy and their desire to be treated like a normal human being. so i’m usually good about keeping my cool, even when i’m a huge fan of a person’s work.
but c’mon. we’re talking brock samson here. i approached him for the first time at craft services. he was warming his sandwich, and i had 30 seconds to make something happen. i calmly and respectfully introduced myself, but not more than a moment passed before i melted into an awkward teen gushing about how big a fan i was of his work on the tick and the venture bros. since then, we’ve spoken a few times in passing…shared smiles…waves…a pair of salad tongs at the dinner line before last night’s shoot…but, you know, who’s counting? i’m trying really hard to keep it together, keep this fangirl closeted, and be one of his co-workers instead of one of his fans. but i just snuck a picture of him at today’s table read. the fangirl is muscling her way out.