Me on the microphone |
So standing in the queue trying to decide why I should be the Chosen One I couldn't control my nerves. I felt sick with my stomach churning away, but it made me feel alive. I remembered at that moment why I came to London - to do things I would never get the opportunity to do otherwise.
The outcome of the audition was not what I had hoped for. I was told that I had the right personality and look (not sure you need the 'look' for radio) but my personality didn't come through when reading a script. So I am now trying to unleash my personality through my voice and audition again in a few weeks. Me and the microphone will be reunited.
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