----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- rewriting and re-imagining Today is one of those days in which I am convinced that I need a job change. Or a major career change. A life change, to be exact. But, what? Without moving, what are my options? Besides completely redefining what I do, that is...after two failed attempts at getting a job in academia, I'm a bit soured on that. I suppose the community college option may come up in a few years but I'm tired of waiting--I'm tired of the two-job grind--plus, who knows if I'd actually get. Maybe it's just because I'm so annoyed with my co-editor today (which is, frankly, a too-common state of existence for me). Maybe it's just I'm approaching another birthday and that makes me reconsider everything. In related news, I cranked out 1,700 words last night. I have no idea if any of it is working but I am, for most intents and purposes, rewriting and re-imagining this entire story. Some of its most basic tenets have survived but it's so far removed from its original premise that when I go back and re-read some of those old scenes it's like I'm reading something written by someone else. "Only, 42,000-ish words to go," I told C. last night. His response? "Ugh. I mean, wow. Good." 1:28 pm - 05.11.15
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equal bits of apathy and despair - 17.11.15 - 10:37 am the crying game - 12.11.15 - 1:05 pm Packing a bag to keep in my closet. - 11.11.15 - 11:40 am everything is stupid - 09.11.15 - 1:36 pm Unleashing the arrogant - 05.11.15 - 3:56 pm |
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