I’m back in London and I need a job.
My CV is awaiting a polish up.
Registering with a temping agency is the first thing to cross my mind, then teaching in an English Language School.
Everyone is talking about a crisis. Are there vacancies out there?
I got myself a Journalism Diploma last year.
The classes had a strong focus on the impossibility of breaking into the industry.
“But you have to try,” the tutor would add.
The effect of this message is, that despite all the studying and a cosy little distinction on my certificate, it doesn’t even occur to me to look for a job in the media.
That said, I’ll now spend a moment looking wistfully out of the window while I imagine this blog was a column in a newspaper.
How I’d love to be able to write for a living!
I’m disciplined, I’m determined, I love the satisfaction of meeting deadlines and I love tea.
In Bogota I was able to dedicate entire months to my novel.
It was the first time in my life I’d been able to do that.
Up until then I’d always written in moments snatched before and after work.
Being able to write every day actually made writing easier.
I started to get into the zone more quickly; my ideas developed and the novel began to take shape.
Now two weeks have passed without me looking at it and I already feel it drifting away.
I just need to find a new routine so I can keep at it.
I want to get something good enough to send off to an agent.
Of course meanwhile I need a paid job, a job which might teach me something and help me develop my skills.
This blog has brought me a lot of luck, a lot of support and a lot of advice... so if any of you readers know of any opportunities out there, or have any tips for me, I’d love to hear from you!