So yesterday I had a bit of an emotional break down over my job. It was one little email that did this, but it was an email that sent me over the edge. Basically, it’s the fact I’m really taken advantage of and hardly acknowledged at work (except when something goes wrong or someone is angry). And the email pretty much made me feel like I was five years old. Anyway, this was just the last of a number of things that just made me break down.
So now I’m looking in earnest for something better. I’m a bit worried about it all though since looking for a job in such a harsh economic climate is difficult (it’s difficult even in a good climate). It took me six months just to find the one I’m at. Still, I can’t let the job market deter me–I need to keep looking.
I am going to apply for one job I found on my local library’s website. We’ll see how it goes. It doesn’t hurt to try right? I’m also going to try for this editor job at another local company, though I probably don’t have the experience required.
Speaking of experience, I always find it interesting that nearly all the editorial assistant jobs I had looked at when I had graduated college wanted some years of experience. But where does one get that experience? I’ve heard internships, but is that the only way? And when your college doesn’t help you in the slightest to find one, how does one work around that?
I don’t think I’ll be going along that path any more, mainly because I didn’t get that internship while in college and also because I definitely don’t live in a publishing center (Dayton, Ohio isn’t exactly known for much but Wright Patterson AFB and some techinical related jobs). That and I chose to get married rather than go to a major city to follow the publishing career track.
I know that there are other cities that do have some publishing in them, but Dayton certainly isn’t one for them (at least not that I’ve been able to find). I then thought about maybe going down the library science track but that requires a Master’s and I’m in no way interested in going back to school. Also the only school in the area, or in the state really, that does offer a Library Science program is Kent State and I would have to take classes remotely (which they do offer). It was something I considered but I’m already in too much debt from the first four years of college–I don’t have any desire to add more on to that and then not even get a job in that area (because we know where the Bachelor’s in English got me–working as a secretary in real estate…:( )
Blech, this is a depressing entry! I didn’t mean for it to turn this way Anyway, perhaps I’ll find something in less than six months–maybe even the one library job I am applying for will pull through. One can hope!
A little more than a week and the NaNo craziness begins!
Not only that, but November 1st is also my birthday (I’ll be the big 2-4 this year). What can be better than birthday cake, word counts and word wars?
I am hoping to get more of my chapter summaries done; the goal is to finish those but I’m uncertain if that’s going to happen. I am trying, though I’m normally utterly exhausted from work when I get home at 4…and I only work five to five and a half hours a day. It’s hard for me to want to do anything but laze around on the couch during the week. It’s sad; I need to push myself more despite the exhaustion.
Work has been a little on the crazy side, considering now I’m the “official” office admin assitant (the PC term for secretary). This past week there have been times where I seriously had to remind myself to breathe as there was so much to keep up with!
I’m still missing things here and there; if not for the former AA (who stil technically does a lot of the AA work and helping me transition) I’d be making mistakes left and right. I’m getting things slowly, but there is SO much that I have to remember it’s insane.
Let this be a lesson to anyone who desires to work in the real estate industry It’s ever changing and ever frustrating. Agents can be very demanding, though most have been very understanding that I’m still learning and that it’s not going to happen overnight (in fact it’ll probably be another six months before I feel truly confident). The industry is constantly changing though, especially with the slow economy (even though I wouldn’t think that by the number of closings I am processing on a weekly basis). Still, I shouldn’t complain, as it is a job and I do work with many good people.
So I’m trying to balance myself between the madness of work and the impending insanity of NaNo–though I’m looking forward to the latter Cranking out 50K + words in a month could be considered a mark of insanity, too…then again, I’ve not met one writer in life that doesn’t border on the sane/insane line It’s what makes us be the wonders that we are
My parents had to put their dog Bailey (and my dog too…) to sleep She was nine years old. I remember getting her as a 6 month old puppy at the pound when I was a freshman in high school.
The last time I saw her was on Labor Day….
Not sure what killed her exactly–she’s been having issues the past few weeks (even when I went up last month) with her left side and coordination. They think it might have been some sort of spinal abscess or tumor.
Mom called crying .She said Bailey was howling…and in the nine years we’ve had her, I never heard her howl. I guess I just feel really horrible for my mom….she’s been through so much the past six months, what with Grandma’s stroke and caring for her and visiting her daily at the nursing home, to Bailey getting sick so suddenly and dying like this….
I can’t lie; I’m pretty much a basket case right now I think it’s the combination of never seeing her again and the pain my mom’s going through….and the fact that my sister’s at school four hours away, wishing that she could be at home around family.
Phil and I were going up to see them this weekend; I was so looking forward to seeing Bailey. Now I won’t see her again…:( I really wish I could’ve been there, at least to help my parents…Sorry for such a depressing post but I had to get it out.
Bailey at age 7.
Tonight’s my turn to be critiqued in my writer’s group. As much as I know this is necessary, I still dread it everytime
I always know it’s not a personal criticism of my ability to write…still, it’s always a bit painful to watch as your carefully planned and written chapter is dissected and analyzed to shreds. Of course, I know in the long run it will make it better, more marketable to an agent or publisher, but being the overly emotional person I am, it feels as if my very heart is ripped out each time…
BUT, on the positive side, I always know that each and every reader will see it differently, so what one critiquer might like, the other may hate (which has happened every time in the dozen or so times I’ve been critiqued). No matter how much I may perfect it, no reader will see it the same way and there’s no way that every person will like it.
At times, I think I’m also my own worst critic.
I’ve gotten better over time; once, not so long ago, I wouldn’t even let people read my stuff, so overly critical of it I was. But, I found a Christian writers’ website and started entering their mini writing challenges…and the first one I entered placed and was put in their quarterly anthology (hasn’t happened since then, but a few times have been close). So, I’m not as bad as I once thought.
So, though it’s sometimes painful, I’m very glad that I’ve been able to be a part of these critique sessions…even though that shadow of dread creeps upon me every time