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new blog. well, i say new. first blog. i've never really liked the idea of sharing my mind with total strangers, it seemed weird. then i realised that as an actor i'm here to share my emotions with total strangers that i am never likely to meet. or see.
So with that in mind I thought I'd start one of these bastard things and see how it went.
im fucking shattered at the moment, and shifting from doing a dayjob i fucking hate to doing one that does involve acting but everyone i know whos worked for this company have warned me against it.
meh,
so, onto todays theme. im an actor, and im for hire.
During the last few years i've gone to be a soldier, run a two million a year bar, wandered eastern europe, lost two friends, lost myself, found a slightly madder version of myself, and spent a lot of money.
i like windy walks, though not holding hands. i dislike reality tv and films with a lot of exposition in them, why bother?
I write, and i paint as well, because lets face it, theres sod all work in England for my species so we might as well generate it for ourselves.
I've a tendency to desolve into embittered rants about anything and everything when i start talking or writing. Im from the bottom of the pile and i've worked my way up to the rank of struggling actor (thats how low i started) so it really getds on my tits when i see or hear about people who get acting work just because they know such and such a person. regardless of talent.
bastards.
its things like that that make me itch for a nailgun and bits of different people to staple together.
in the meantime i try to disolve my anger and my frustration with writing and with painting or sketching. doesnt allways work.
well, as its almost 3 in the morning, the witching hour, im going to go to bed and dream of a world in which i am already a success and i dont have a mountain of shit to climb before i can support myself with my trade.