Still sending out the applications and waiting to hear back from a) contests b) France and c) jobs. I did recently get in contact with the artists’ retreat, so I’m grateful that they have, and are considering, at least, my application. So, there’s still some hope left with that.
Job prospects are a little more daunting. I had a job call back this week from a temp agency on Long Island regarding a proofreading position. The pay would be good, I am willing to relocate in a heartbeat, and it was next to the neighborhood where I was born. Ultimately, it would have been perfect — a long term temp position in New York would mean I could gain experience in the publishing industry while getting one step closer in location. Alas, alack, when I called them for the interview, they lost my application. Then, when I sent it to them again, at their request, they said that they showed it to their supervisor, who determined that the company needed somone to start immediately, but they would keep my resume on file.
I’m not exactly going to be holding my breath. I’ve done that before and I’ve turned blue. Was I disappointed? Yes, of course. But there was a touch of relief in there too, much like with Emerson. The job was for proofreading direct mail advertisements — it’s a part of the publishing industry, which would be a great start, and I will take what I can get, of course, but I’m not heartbroken. Like I always say, I’ll just find another way. These setbacks just make me more determined to get there, to achieve my dream, and to determine my success.
So, I’m back to the resumes. Let’s equate this:
1 resume x 20 businesses per day [should] = A LOT of call backs.
1 resume x 20 businesses per day [actually] = 1 call back.
Discouraging, no? I’ll remain optimistic, however — maybe one of those phone calls will be “the one.”
However difficult it may be, I need to remind myself that it’s not personal. Jobs are hard to come by these days in all fields, nevermind one as competitive as publishing. There’s a recent article from the AP stating that 8.5 million people are currently unemployed, correlating nicely with our poor economy. When you figure in those numbers, it puts everything into perspective — I have a job, albeit a temporary one, but I’m still capable of paying the bills and treating myself to ice cream or a new book when the desire arises. I’m definitely not as far along as I wanted to be, but maybe I’m not so bad off then, either.
People say that things come to you when you’re not looking for it. I believe this, to a degree. I need to pursue my dream and get my resume out there, but I also have to be patient and not expect for things to happen overnight. Maybe in my next post I’ll come up with an analogy of how finding a job is like finding a guy — seems I’m not having luck with either of them.