Very Strange

When I got off the internet last night (I still have dial-up), I checked my voice mail and, lo and behold, had a message from the owner of the company that didn't pay me for 3+ weeks!!!

It was too late to call him back, and might still be a litle early this morning, so I'll wait a little while longer.

I'm wondering what the heck he wants. Surely it can't be anything good.

I thought that once I was gone from there, I was gone from there.

Though I have been e-mailing with the QC Manager. She's a nice lady and told me the receiver is trying to sell the company. An attorney asked her to go in on Monday and talk to some prospective buyers in hopes of finding out what went wrong with the company.

So, I'm guessing maybe he wants to ask me if they've called me. Or just pick my brain for general information.

Well, guess I'll find out soon.

The Internet and the Job Market

I'm amazed just how many places take job applications/resumes online now. I have spent the afternoon applying for jobs.

Hopefully, since most LA Times job ads post on Sunday, I'll have even more to apply for tomorrow!

So far today:

Showbizjobs.com 4 jobs applied for

Monster 2 jobs printed out to apply for in person

LA Times 5 jobs applied for

Hotjobs 3 jobs applied for

Whew. Maybe that means I can rest and write for a few?

I really wish I could enjoy the time off work, but I feel so desperate to get a job QUICKLY.

Also printed out the Disney Fellowship Form. Going to see if I have a screenplay I feel like I can send for that.

Stuck in Between

It's strange being between jobs.

It's nice having the stress of the last job over...kind of. I returned the call the owner had left for me last night. Left a message for him and he called me back today. Wanted some information, if I had it, because he was afraid the lenders (who forced the close of the company) were going to try to blame him for something he hadn't done. I had the info. I sent it.

However, it is stressful being unemployed, too. Stressful looking for another job.

I'd been handling it fairly well, but I found it kind of overwhelming when I spent hours this afternoon filling out applications on line for all types of accounting jobs...mostly Controller positions, but there were some others mixed in there as well.

I talked to an accounting employment agency yesterday. Have an interview with them on Monday. They made me feel like a side of beef...only something they could make money off of.

Got two messages regarding the job at the movie trailer company today. Too late to return them tonight. Will call tomorrow.

I want a job. I will take whatever job I can get to make sure that I can support my family. But, the real angst comes, I guess, from the fact that accounting and creative pursuits are such opposites of each other.

Every job says must be willing to work lots of extra hours. Every job involves a commute. Every job involves stress. There's just no way to get away from it, and I know it's all going to kill me before I ever get a chance to even realize any of the dreams I pursue.

It'll probably take the dreams away first. It's hard to focus, hard to write, heard to create and breathe life into anything when you're riddled with stress and survival. When you don't even have time. I always make the time for writing, which means I have no time for sleep...and my health gets worse.

I'll probably feel better in the morning. I guess I've just finally given in and allowed myself a few hours to feel sorry for myself. Sometimes, I guess a person needs that.

It doesn't keep me from persevering. It doesn't keep me from plodding forward, from doing what needs to be done. Nothing will stop that. I understand what duty means.

Glad to Be Writing Again

I was so glad to be back at work on my novel last night that I made sure I wrote tonight, no matter how I felt.

I knew I probably wouldn't concentrate well, and knew that I probably wouldn't be really happy with what I wrote.

But, at least there are words there, where there were none before. At least I have ideas to work with and can hopefully whip them all into shape at some point.

It is better to write crap than not to write at all.

I love writing and...yes...I guess I love even the bad writing, too. Some day, I hope that it will be beautiful, even though it might not shine yet.


Rosemont 1,406 words today

89,753 total words to date


And, now, for the word count meter...which I got out of the habit of using...and forgot to post last night.

89,753 / 110,000 (81.0%)