Especially when you have a college degree, additional educational certification, professional and international experience, and a growing portfolio to boot.
Things have gotten slow. Real slow.
I've begun this new blog. I've caught up on every television show I've ever enjoyed, and am completely tapped out - boredom is the next big evil.
Not that there's any shortage of things to do. When you're a writer, there's always something that needs to be done. It's the monotony of my days and the lack of social interaction that's getting to me.
I left my job in Los Angeles last year to pursue an opportunity that excited me. It winded its way around through other areas, and ended up not panning out.
Now I'm back in my parent's house. Pushing 30. Beginning to lose my mind. Now, since the diversity of people I interact are now the fictional characters I write about in my manuscript.
What did I do today?
Checked Hulu. Checked a few job sites. Applied to a couple more jobs. Hemmed a pair of leg warmers. Ordered Victoria's Secret pajamas online. Started checking Craigslist last night for job postings. Just to see what was out there. And then, realized, was probably going to end up applying for some of the jobs posted.
I've been looking for a job for over six months now. Domestically and abroad.
Even with my vast network of contacts, the job leads have been few and far between, if at all.
Number of job interviews I've had? Four and a half. The half was more of a meet-and-greet-pre-job-interview, to see if I was even interested sort of deal.
Decided to sign up for National Novel Writing Month (http://www.nanowrimo.org/en/dashboard), to get my ass on a focused writing deadline and to help take my mind off the present.
Not sure if I'm depressed so much as starved for inspiration and mental stimulation. I have few friends in the suburbs on the East coast, after college I left for LA, and thus have been pretty much a homebody since then.
Had the flu last week. Am glad I'm not sick this week.
Grabbed the mail. Got the rejection letter from the one job I interviewed for that I was actually remotely interested in.
Am actually considering applying for a part-time job at Anthropologie. For the HOLIDAY SEASON. I don't even like retail. One thing I like about shopping online is that I don't have to deal with people. Crowds. Lines. Parking. Maybe I should write a letter to find out why they misspelled 'anthropology.' It would make for cheaper marketing, at the very least.
It's gonna be okay though, I think. Because I'm a writer. Writers write.
I could seriously use a boy crush, however. At least a man of potential interest. Even low potential interest. Distractions are underrated. Single gentlemen, where are you at?
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