First Green Room Blog Post

It has been a long time since I've had a second blog. It was, admittedly, a blow when The Red Room was sold. I was pretty happy there. I was comfortable. I should have realized something was afoot when they started adding new people at a rapid pace. It was more of a process to be a blogger there and they had some well-known people. I was surprised when I was accepted. The one thing I couldn't understand was why, when I posted certain opinions, I was attacked by so many people. Most of those people never commented on my other posts. I finally learned that the only people who could comment were other Red Room members so no one would be attacked. Apparently, the members hadn't been apprised of that.

My other blog relates to my work. It's about companion animals, how to make life better for them, as well as lesser-known charities, the occasional book or toy review, whatever strikes my fancy as important for pet owners to know. It's on Blogger which is basically idiot-proof.

Rosy Cole invited me here when The Green Room was first opened. Little did she know that I have a show business background so the name, at least, was eminently suitable. I wanted to look around. I had, like other bloggers, felt broadsided when The Red Room closed its virtual doors. Everyone seems to be at Word Press. It has a learning curve, which is fine, but the features everyone loves were things that I hated, like putting your cursor over a picture to see more information. I find such gimmicks to be more of a nuisance. The more I looked at sites, the more disenchanted I became. I put the idea of a second blog on the back burner. And then I returned to it. There was Rosy. Friendly, welcoming Rosy. Not to mention her dog. Always a bonus for me. They both seemed to be inviting me.

I took the plunge, created an account and then ran directly, at top speed, into writer's block. Would I give up any secrets? Would I post about current events? Would I comment on the state of Journalism today?  Nothing. Just nothing.

I decided to just let something flow, stream-of-consciousness, now or never. So here I am and now you know why I'm here. Does anyone care? I don't know but I've made a start.

If anyone wants to know more about me, or about my work, my published books, etc., you have but to ask. My life is pretty much the proverbial "open book."

Comments 14

 
Stephen Evans on Sunday, 06 December 2015 21:03

Welcome Darlene. Glad to see you here.

I was thinking just this morning about the difference between Red Room and Green Room. To me, Red Room was a blogging platform for writers. Green Room feels more like a community of writers, and a diverse international one at that. I feel very fortunate to be a part of it. Hope you will to.

Welcome Darlene. Glad to see you here. I was thinking just this morning about the difference between Red Room and Green Room. To me, Red Room was a blogging platform for writers. Green Room feels more like a community of writers, and a diverse international one at that. I feel very fortunate to be a part of it. Hope you will to.
Darlene Arden on Sunday, 06 December 2015 22:12

Thank you so much for your warm welcome, Stephen. Red Room was where I went to teach myself to blog, to experiment. I met some really nice people there. I'm glad to be here and look forward to finding the community that you enjoy.

Thank you so much for your warm welcome, Stephen. Red Room was where I went to teach myself to blog, to experiment. I met some really nice people there. I'm glad to be here and look forward to finding the community that you enjoy.
Rosy Cole on Sunday, 06 December 2015 22:25

Hello there, Darlene. Welcome! So glad you took the plunge. We're honoured to have such an eminent translator of four-legged friendspeak on board!

Just so long as you can sing and dance as well :-)

Hello there, Darlene. Welcome! So glad you took the plunge. We're honoured to have such an eminent translator of four-legged friendspeak on board! Just so long as you can sing and dance as well :-)
Darlene Arden on Sunday, 06 December 2015 22:39

Hi Rosy! Yes, finally. I opened the account and run straight into writer's block. :D

Funny you should say that... I was an actress/singer/dancer occasional choreographer, occasional writer back in the day. However, there is no truth the rumor that I had a pet dinosaur! ;-)

Hi Rosy! Yes, finally. I opened the account and run straight into writer's block. :D Funny you should say that... I was an actress/singer/dancer occasional choreographer, occasional writer back in the day. However, there is no truth the rumor that I had a pet dinosaur! ;-)
Sue Martin Glasco on Monday, 07 December 2015 03:43

Welcome to Green Room, Darlene. We've missed you just as we miss so many others we used to read on RR. Thanks to Rosy and son, many of us have reunited and we are grateful for this international site.

Welcome to Green Room, Darlene. We've missed you just as we miss so many others we used to read on RR. Thanks to Rosy and son, many of us have reunited and we are grateful for this international site.
Darlene Arden on Monday, 07 December 2015 05:50

Thank you so much for the warm welcome, Sue. I'm so glad I finally took the plunge. I did, perhaps, take too much time to look around but things probably happen when they're meant to happen. I'm glad to be here. Hopefully, I can get past my writer's block. Or the fear of writing something that aggravates everyone. ;)

Thank you so much for the warm welcome, Sue. I'm so glad I finally took the plunge. I did, perhaps, take too much time to look around but things probably happen when they're meant to happen. I'm glad to be here. Hopefully, I can get past my writer's block. Or the fear of writing something that aggravates everyone. ;)
Former Member on Monday, 07 December 2015 06:11

Hey Darlene, since I also have a theatre background, just not recently :) I love this and livlovee your blog x

Waving acyoss cyberspace

Jen xxx

Hey Darlene, since I also have a theatre background, just not recently :) I love this and livlovee your blog x Waving acyoss cyberspace Jen xxx
Darlene Arden on Monday, 07 December 2015 09:46

Hi jen! It's so good to hear from you! Thank you so much. Except for being interviewed, mainly on radio and sometimes for print, my show business career isn't recent, either.

Waving back across cyberspace!!

Hi jen! It's so good to hear from you! Thank you so much. Except for being interviewed, mainly on radio and sometimes for print, my show business career isn't recent, either. Waving back across cyberspace!!
Katherine Gregor on Tuesday, 08 December 2015 20:22

Hello, Darlene – and welcome!

I also have a thespian background. I've been a director( bad), producer, manager of a small theatre company, press agent and, more recently, an agent.

Hello, Darlene – and welcome! I also have a thespian background. I've been a director( bad), producer, manager of a small theatre company, press agent and, more recently, an agent.
Darlene Arden on Tuesday, 08 December 2015 23:50

Hi Katherine,

Thank you for the warm welcome. How wonderful to find another person with a theatrical background! You've certainly worn many hats in the theatre. I think my heart will always be there...

Hi Katherine, Thank you for the warm welcome. How wonderful to find another person with a theatrical background! You've certainly worn many hats in the theatre. I think my heart will always be there...
Rosy Cole on Thursday, 10 December 2015 14:09

By the way, should have mentioned El Springador is delighted he managed to corral you! Says some creature stories mightn't go amiss when you have time :-)

By the way, should have mentioned El Springador is delighted he managed to corral you! Says some creature stories mightn't go amiss when you have time :-)
Darlene Arden on Friday, 11 December 2015 04:41

El Springador is one of my favorite characters. :D Please tell him that the pet-related posts go to my pet-related blog, PerPETuallySpeaking.blogspot.com. Unless, of course, he wants to hear me whine about medicating my cat. I might just offer cheese with that whine. ;)

El Springador is one of my favorite characters. :D Please tell him that the pet-related posts go to my pet-related blog, PerPETuallySpeaking.blogspot.com. Unless, of course, he wants to hear me whine about medicating my cat. I might just offer cheese with that whine. ;)
Rosy Cole on Sunday, 13 December 2015 15:11

Jack is so wagfully delighted at your good taste. Which, let's be honest, is everything to a Lab offspring :)

Says he'd offer you the slobber-free end of his tug-toy, if he could! x

Jack is so wagfully delighted at your good taste. Which, let's be honest, is everything to a Lab offspring :) Says he'd offer you the slobber-free end of his tug-toy, if he could! x
Darlene Arden on Wednesday, 16 December 2015 23:06

I'm glad Jack is so happy. Please tell him I appreciate the offer of the slobber-free end of his tug-toy if it were possible. Truly a loving gesture.

Now, if he would only help me think of a topic for my next post.

I'm glad Jack is so happy. Please tell him I appreciate the offer of the slobber-free end of his tug-toy if it were possible. Truly a loving gesture. Now, if he would only help me think of a topic for my next post.
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