Gosh, it's actually a bit daunting, this! My good friend Simon found this site for me, owing to my inability to do certain things for myself, and now that I have a blog set up, it feels like I should be beginning with a great pearl of wisdom or universal truth. Instead, I think it's best to do what I usually do, and plunge in without thinking too hard about the consequences!

I'm not sure exactly what I want to achieve here: when I'm sitting waiting for responses to e.mails I've sent, or wondering how I will ever be able to make a difference in the world, of all grandiose notions, I often think that it would be useful, helpful, or just therapeutic in some way to offload some of my thoughts and musings. I'm sure it's already been done umpteen times, but a novel about the ups and downs of life as a struggling actress, cliched as it may be, seems to be a valid, perhaps even diverting, offering to make to anyone interested enough (or, conversely, bored enough) to read.

But a pseudo-novel, as I imagined this blog to be; a form of anecdotal serial of my day-to-day activities (or lack thereof), is too demanding, too formalised a concept to deal with. I think I'd be more successful, and would certainly avoid writer's block and that "where do I start?" obstacle, if I just darn started writing. So here I am doing just that.

As I type, there is a vegetable soupy-stewy thing on the hob that I've just made, a workout at the gym I'm putting off, and a general sense of well-being, actually. Believe you me, it is better that I am starting this on a positive note, as I can be the dullest of bores when the weight of the world is on my shoulders and I try and dissect that weight. It was in such a mood, yesterday, that I began offloading onto my aforementioned friend, Simon, via facebook instant chat, and boy did he regret it! Poor thing only asked "Don't you get bored being at home all day?" and in doing so, unwittingly unleashed all kinds of pent-up frustrations and resentment generally based on my unfulfilling life of inertia and stagnancy. At least, with the instigation of this blog, he may be spared any future rantings!

I feel inclined to stop writing now, and so will. Till next time (I wonder when that will be? Will I actually write again or will this become another whimsical, half-hearted attempt at doing something proactive in my life?)... E xxx