The end somewhere outside of Brimham Rocks.

Yesterday I nearly died...I'm being dramatic, but still. I was driving to Crakehall from The pub that I work at, and the sat nav took me via Brimham Rocks where it was very snowy and my car swerved all the way to the right and then all the way to the left, with the choice between either hitting a wall or going over a drop. Luckily I managed to regain control of the steering, but still for a good few seconds I honestly thought I was going to crash the car.
I started my blog like this because for the last week, and a bit, I have been very busy driving from one type of work to another, with hardly a moments rest. Therefore nearly killing myself in that sense too. I enjoyed last week it was hard but made me feel as though I was getting somewhere with the acting thing. I actually got an agency to come and see some of my work in Manchester. They didn't sign me, but to be honest I wasn't expecting them to. They're looking for black men (like most of the agencies) but still they were a good agency... and they came to see me. Hoorah. They know I exist, and that can only be a hop, skip and a jump away from getting another good agency to come and see my work and actually sign me. And if I'm being completely honest I want a London based agent, as I will be moving to London next year. So thank you Manchester for giving me a bit of a lift, but it would have been awkward to sign up here anyway.

I'm taking a break from auditioning this month, I need to save my pennies for Christmas now. and I also need to rest my acting brain. I need money...still. And as most of the work I get is unpaid, I need both the financial support behind me and the drive to go out and do high standard work for free. The last showcase I did in Manchester knackered me out a bit really.

This week I started to get in to my 'let's get organised mood' which usually starts with tidying and clearing my room. I feel I need a day that is just dedicated to tidying/organising my room and life. I want to file things properly, sort out all my receipts for future tax returns. And decide upon a few details about the London move. A much needed day off is required for all this...hmm, for now, back to work.

Hawijo