Who doesn't love an Ace of Base lyric, eh? Oh, you don't? Bit weird. Anyway... Hello! Are you sitting comfortably? Brilliant. Then I'll begin. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. That is what I don't want this blog to be about. Me. It will, despite that, probably be a lot about Me, because they always tell you … Continue reading “I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign”
This is a post I want to write, but having promised myself I will do my best not to get too angry in this blog, I've decided to keep the words to a minimum, and let the figures do the talking. As Lord Kelvin said, “When you can measure what you are speaking about, and … Continue reading If the numbers don’t add up;
First things first - it is a lovely thing when people show an interest in what you do. Seriously, it is, but sometimes, when two worlds collide, and People-Who-Binge-Watch-Netflix-And-Admit-It’s-Just-For-Pleasure come into contact with People-Who-Binge-Watch-Netflix-And-Tell-Themselves-It’s-Just-For-Research, many a conversation is had, which both parties end up walking away from unsatisfied. In this the post, I provide a … Continue reading “You’re an Actor? Don’t you mean Actress?”
I am very open about my mental health issues. Too open, some might say. Ok, fine… I literally never shut the hell up about them. The reason for my being that way, is that I think it’s important for other people suffering from mental health problems to actually see that they’re not alone, rather than … Continue reading My Stupid, Idiotic, Broken Head
I was chatting to my mum this morning, filling her in with what I’d been up to, and why I hadn’t called for ten days…(sorry, Mum!). During the conversation about my abnormally busy last week, I said the words “two of the auditions were for adverts, so I wasn’t really expecting to get those”, to … Continue reading “Why don’t you just do an advert?”
There is a little something that’s been bothering me for a while, and I want to get it off my chest. It’s not intended to be self-pitying (if you think of me as a failing actor) or self-congratulatory (if you just see me simply as an actor), but you might think differently. If you do, … Continue reading In Defence of “Failed Actors”
My Name is Not Debbie 