When I started out as an actor, three and a half years ago the first show that I produced was a one woman show.
My friends told me I should take it to Edinburgh. There was a cachet to performing at Edinburgh. It was a land of magic where actors were snapped up after their performances by TV producers desperate for new, unseen talent.
I could dream the dream, but I was also aware of the cold hard reality having just produced my first show. The costs involved and how they always seem to add up to just more than the revenue from tickets, even if you sell out. The challenge of selling all the seats in a 60 person theatre for one night in a town where all my friends lived, let alone a week run in a place where I knew no-one.
I performed at the slightly more accessible fringes in Camden and Brighton. I started improv classes and found that *everyone* had or was taking a show to Edinburgh. One actor had indeed been “snapped up” for a film role when she went. My Edinburgh dream slept on. Until now....