It's one thing to be invited to the Canadian Film Centre (CFC), it's another thing to actually go. This is Part 2! Read the first post here: I Got Into An Acting Conservatory. When I was accepted into CFC, I had an apartment, a full-time job, and a chronically anxious chihuahua. Going to Toronto meant … Continue reading I Moved To Toronto
Alone on Christmas Eve (and loving it)
Tonight I sit in my new (to me) reading chair, alone on Christmas Eve. My last post was a month ago, and what a month it's been! I've been busy, and there have been some big changes in my life. The biggest being that I've moved into my own place. It's a basement suite without … Continue reading Alone on Christmas Eve (and loving it)
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