It's a lovely, sunny Sunday afternoon here in Atlanta, and I'm here working and looking for more work. Sounds exciting, huh? I thought I'd take a little break to do some whining.
The whole job thing has me really frustrated right now. For the last few years, I've been working and supporting myself as a freelance writer and journalist. It's definitely had its ups and downs, but last year, I got involved with a really big company and more or less quit all of my other jobs except for one. I loved it, but sadly, they began having budget issues and all that came to a screeching halt. Late last year, I actually saw an advertisement for a part-time job at a large, local newspaper that I thought would be perfect, and I was so excited until I realized I'd found it a day past the deadline to apply.
Now that the holidays are over, and I've finished this big project I was working on, I feel like I'm back to square one. I've got my book written, but it needs to be edited, and right this second, I just don't have time to do that. Looking for a job is like having three full-time jobs in itself. There are so many big publications that I'd love to apply to, but I'm so busy taking whatever tiny, boring writing job I can find that I rarely have time to come up with any sort of proposals.
I really want to go back to school, and I won't rehash my thoughts on that, but I've had this nagging desire to head back to Athens in the back of my mind for several years now. I've even got a little stack of acceptance letters from my many failed attempts. This summer would be a perfect time to make that happen, even if I have to commute and take some classes online for a little while, but I seriously doubt they are going to let me attend for free, so I've got to figure out the job thing first.
I'm so over the age thing. Hey, if this girl can do it, so can I, right?
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