dwmonath
June 15th, 2003, 07:53 PM
The wonderful new job was poison, and walking out was the right thing to do, but that was back in February.
At first it all seemed perfect. No sooner had I left that stomach-churning job but the inspiration came together with the time and in 60 days a little novel was complete, celebration! OK, Fine, but now my car has been repossessed, my partner is nearly bankrupt, and still no new job.
Two blows today - a kiss-off post card from the place I really thought would hire me was waiting in the mail box and for the first time a reader has not liked "Bad Kids".
Half a dozen readers have sworn they love the book, will never forget the characters, that part is not so bad. But I am more than discouraged not to have found work.
Ed bought some Pink Lady primroses yesterday, and when I planted them today it felt like I had run a mile. Just 10 minutes of simple work left me exhausted, and this was before I got the notice of non-hire. I am drained and on the verge of feeling completely hopeless.
So any energy directed this way will be appreciated. This is such a wonderful town (Las Cruces) something must be waiting here for me, or something must open up, leaving the old job was just so very right, and while "Bad Kids" was abirthing it was all so very much in the heart of a flow of beauty and right, why am I left now in such dire straits?
-Dave
At first it all seemed perfect. No sooner had I left that stomach-churning job but the inspiration came together with the time and in 60 days a little novel was complete, celebration! OK, Fine, but now my car has been repossessed, my partner is nearly bankrupt, and still no new job.
Two blows today - a kiss-off post card from the place I really thought would hire me was waiting in the mail box and for the first time a reader has not liked "Bad Kids".
Half a dozen readers have sworn they love the book, will never forget the characters, that part is not so bad. But I am more than discouraged not to have found work.
Ed bought some Pink Lady primroses yesterday, and when I planted them today it felt like I had run a mile. Just 10 minutes of simple work left me exhausted, and this was before I got the notice of non-hire. I am drained and on the verge of feeling completely hopeless.
So any energy directed this way will be appreciated. This is such a wonderful town (Las Cruces) something must be waiting here for me, or something must open up, leaving the old job was just so very right, and while "Bad Kids" was abirthing it was all so very much in the heart of a flow of beauty and right, why am I left now in such dire straits?
-Dave