As my fellow acting friend Will wisely points out, these
days actors need to have more than one string to their bows. By which he means
other jobs to rely on for sustenance while trying to carve out a career in the
world of thespianism. Will uses his not inconsiderable skills as a film maker
to fill in the gaps.
Being largely unskilled and generally a bit too lazy to
learn anything new I can’t do what these other, talented actors do so I must
fall back on my inherent artsy-fartsyness. To this end, I have a few projects
on the go. I am writing a novel (it’s going quite well, but I’m not sure what
it’s about yet), I am in a couple of bands – one for functions and one as a
vehicle for my “poetry” – and I write this blog.
Unfortunately none of these particular strings pays me any
money.
Now, I would love to live the romantic ideal of the struggling
artist who survives on nothing but his genius, but, alas, I have physical
needs. Food for example. And these needs must be paid for.
So, in search of a new back-up career, while I wait for the
email from a serious agent, I think I may have stumbled upon my perfect and
possibly lucrative bow string. Namely bakery.
Today saw me bake my second awe-inspiring all-in-one Victoria
Now all I need to do is find someone who wants to purchase
my wares, and then I can rename the blog diary of a small scale baker. Paid or
unpaid, I think perhaps tomorrow I’ll do pizza.
