...every other day...
By Alisha Giampola (Writer/Actor)
Sorrynotsorry for getting this song stuck in your head:
This is officially my *last post* until the week of September 1st!
I'm gonna miss all of my fabulous readers (hi mom and dad!) but I promise I'm going to come back with plenty of new stories of TV-pilot-writing adventures in September.
While you're waiting for me to return with sassy weekly commentary, you can come catch me in the show Argument Sessions at the Ars Nova ANT Fest (only 4 more days to get $10 tickets!), and cool off in front of your computer and the AC with some fabulous new webseries/film content created by talented friends of mine: According To My Mother, Beth and Charly, and Some Lady Parts (which I have blogged about before! But is now a webseries! Yay)!
Spring has been nice, but I love summer. Summer is dresses and margaritas and no more socks and swimming and my birthday. I'm excited to spend a good deal of my summer sunning it up in sunny L.A. I'll be busy writing (no, really, I will HAVE to be busy writing) (no like the whole reason I'm taking a break from Crazytown is because I am making myself make time to write other things) (I don't think you realize how much I will sit on the couch and watch The Good Wife unless I force myself to do other things), but that doesn't mean I won't have a teeny tiny bit of time to relax. Sooooo: what should I do/see/eat on the West Coast this summer, Crazytown? Tell me in the comments, and feel free to keep up with my California adventures on Instagram while I'm taking a break from blogging.
This is how I'm supposed to dress while in L.A., right? Right?
I haven't been back to California since working at a theatre in the Bay Area right out of college and then driving back across the country with my then-boyfriend-now-husband in a blue VW Bug. Something about knowing I'm going to be in L.A. in late July/August makes me want to go on a lemon-water diet and get some plastic surgery. "Is everyone in L.A. going to make me feel short, fat, and pale?" wonders my inner Carrie Bradshaw. ("Yes, probably," replies my inner Dorothy Zbornak.) I have this really elaborate plan for my early summer that involves teaching in the morning, writing for a few hours every afternoon, going to the gym, and then heading straight to rehearsal afterwards. Some put-together, adult, dental-appointment-making version of me thinks this schedule is doable. The real me is reading that sentence back to herself and thinking: AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAA. Especially the part about the gym.
ALISHA GIAMPOLA is an NYC based actor/teacher/writer with a procrastination problem.
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