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Things continue apace.
Still looking for a job--had an interview last week, but though I haven't recieved official word, I don't think it panned out. I wasn't what they were looking for, which is probably all to the good, to be honest. I have a bunch of stories out and I'm not hearing back on any of those either. I recovered from the intestinal Doom only to surge right into menstrual Doom, which with the application of painkillers and chocolate is beginning to resolve. I'm working on the photography business, where "working" = making lists of things that need to be done. As much as I hate to do it, I need to get a PO Box to use as a business address due to the bylaws of our neighborhood association. I finished a short story rewrite last week, but I now fear I was on crack when I wrote it. Doing research on Newfoundland.
I had a Starbucks Gold card (the lovely card that gives you a discount on stuff), but I dropped it when I was in Bellevue last week, I think, and now it's been deactivated. So I'm slightly cranky about that, except for the fact that I've not really been going to Starbucks at all, so there's not much to be cranky about. I was going to have to renew soon, anyway.
Halloween is coming, the weather has turned, and my life is filled with a sense of waiting. Something's bound to change, soon.
Edit: And, with some more research, I've discovered a couple of other things that make the idea of running my photography as a small business pretty much infeasible. Lovely. I'll chat with the teacher of my class next week, but I think I'd best stick with "serious hobbyist" for the moment.
Still looking for a job--had an interview last week, but though I haven't recieved official word, I don't think it panned out. I wasn't what they were looking for, which is probably all to the good, to be honest. I have a bunch of stories out and I'm not hearing back on any of those either. I recovered from the intestinal Doom only to surge right into menstrual Doom, which with the application of painkillers and chocolate is beginning to resolve. I'm working on the photography business, where "working" = making lists of things that need to be done. As much as I hate to do it, I need to get a PO Box to use as a business address due to the bylaws of our neighborhood association. I finished a short story rewrite last week, but I now fear I was on crack when I wrote it. Doing research on Newfoundland.
I had a Starbucks Gold card (the lovely card that gives you a discount on stuff), but I dropped it when I was in Bellevue last week, I think, and now it's been deactivated. So I'm slightly cranky about that, except for the fact that I've not really been going to Starbucks at all, so there's not much to be cranky about. I was going to have to renew soon, anyway.
Halloween is coming, the weather has turned, and my life is filled with a sense of waiting. Something's bound to change, soon.
Edit: And, with some more research, I've discovered a couple of other things that make the idea of running my photography as a small business pretty much infeasible. Lovely. I'll chat with the teacher of my class next week, but I think I'd best stick with "serious hobbyist" for the moment.
