about
Meet Linda Loftin
After having my picture taken at age four, the photographer told my mother I was very expressive and should be in pictures. We went back a week later for headshots only to find the studio permanently closed, embezzlement. This broke my heart but I do love a good drama.
It wasn’t until I took a speech performance class on to fill a college prerequisite that I changed my course of direction entertaining the idea of being an actor. I got an A but what penetrated my heart was the professor’s note, “you have the potential to be a brilliant performer.” I switched my major lickity split. . I joined UNC’s Public Speaking Team and off I went performing like a true thespian only with a black book in hand and a time limit. When I won my first award for a prose piece called, The Ugliest Pilgrim, by Doris Betts, I had arrived.
After graduating from UNC, I moved to Hollywood and became Disneyland’s Pluto. I landed the lead in a film, Gemini Encounters, where aliens abducted me. They still hide out in my closet!
After a few years of trying to make it, I concluded my own life experiences were just as entertaining as the monologues I auditioned with so I started writing. I landed at The Lex Theatre performing in a solo show about domestic violence. I did a trailer for a movie called, Kiss The Knight, with Leif Garrett and Shirley Knight. The movie never got made but it wasn’t because of embezzlement.
Shortly after, I decided to move to NYC. I landed in Brooklyn on Sept. 6, 2001. People ask me all the time why I didn’t pack up and go home. Few years later, I managed to survive the big blackout while being on the subway. I used my cell phone as a flashlight and jumped the tracks. Two years later, I walked to work during the MTA strike. I’m still here because I need to leave my mark on NYC. I’m also a big Doughnut Plant fan, which we don’t have in LA.
Recently I wrote a short, MissAligned, which I plan on directing and starring in this summer. In the meantime, if you need a blue collar, salt of the earth, well-meaning woman who has been through the ringer and can get volatile having a failed marriage or two, a brief jail stint resorting to the bottle when life becomes too much, well as Blondie says, “Call Me.”