Introduction

This is going to be my diary on my desperate pursuit of a career in magazine publishing (preferably women’s interest). I’ve watched the movie The Devil Wears Prada, and watch Ugly Betty on TV when I can and although they often paint a less than appealing portrait of the world of gossip, fashion and lurve, I am not put off! I want in. And I want it now! I don’t care if I have no talent. I don’t care that I lack experience. I don’t even care that my hair looks like crap!

How many blogs in my life have I begun and then dropped like a soggy sock? I honestly have lost count thankfully. It’s like that question, when your self confessed ‘formerly frigid’ friend pipes up with a gem like “I had two one night stands last week! How many people have you slept with in your life?” She’s obviously feeling energised with her foray of sexual liberation in the naughties, but I have forayed enough to not really feel like shouting out a number to the wind… Do you count the ones of whose names you remember only? The ones you liked? The ones you are actually quite proud of? The ones that come in handy for anecdotes? Or the real, down and dirty estimate of a figure? My style is to NEVER admit to the real number. The second that you forget/don’t know a name, or link (in terms of blogs), is the time to stop counting!

So I am approaching this blog with renewed optimism – the same way I approached my recent marriage – hoping it will be the happily ever after riding off into the techno sunset type of pairing I had always dreamed off.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magazines