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2003-05-21 Not For Any Lack of Trying And the job-hunt continues... Are you tired of reading about this? Well, I'm tired of writing and thinking about it. Seriously, it's eating away at my self-esteem. My advice to anyone thinking about entering college/university? Think REAL hard about what you want to do and go into some specific trade. The Arts programs? Yes, very well and interesting, but wholly impractical if you don't want to go onto a Master's and Ph.D so that you can teach. Sigh. I am supposed to hear from some financial institution tomorrow - Investor's Group. It's a little far to travel, but at least the subway goes up to where it's located, and hey, it'd be a job. I may have a chance there. Of course, I've also now applied to both Sun Life and Standard Life, both of which are located in downtown Montreal, so they're really appealing to me. But hey, I guess I've got to go with the flow, right? On the bright side of all this, I'm getting quite a bit of writing done. I'm now at page 696 in my (albeit) handwritten notebooks. Not bad, huh? And still more to tell. This is only book one, afterall. Hee. It's actually going quite well - now I've started making a tentative list of the events I want to occur in each chapter as I come to it, so it gives me a bit of a plan. Otherwise I'm afraid that I'll forget to do something because I'll be so caught up in what's flowing out. That's good and everything, but I suddenly have this need for some organization in my life. With no school and no job to direct that organizational freak into, I guess it'll have to be in my writing. I'm drawing near the end of the latest Diana Gabaldon book, you know, the one I've been reading forever? I have about 50 pages left, and I'm taking my time. While I am sort of looking forward to reading something completely different (like maybe getting back into some Stephen King classics, like "Carrie", which I've never read), I'm also reluctant to leave those characters. They're so well-developed, and as I've been reading these books consecutively, it's almost like moving away from some really good friends. Okay, fine, I'm just a big sap. But seriously. It's rare that a writer will create characters that the reader will connect with completely. In which the opportunity to sit down with the book and reconnect with those lives detailed on the pages becomes a great source of comfort. It's something that I hope I'm doing in my own book, or that will at least be accomplished by much editing. Sigh. What else is there to tell? Oh, yes, my weblog is currently "Out of Order" - it's hosted on my sister's site, and apparently the entire weblog (including hers) suddenly exploded. I'm sure it's temporary, so it's not a big deal. My allergies have been acting up today. It's been, for the most part, a wonderfully warm and sunny week, so I've been sitting out on the back balcony reading or writing, all the windows are open in the house, which I'm sure must excite all the pollen or whatever the hell it is that I'm allergic to. See, I (stupidly) haven't gone to see an allergist, even though I've been doing a whole lot of nothing for the past while and thus missing a wonderful opportunity to do so, so I can't take any of those allergy medicines. There's some over-the-counter allergy drug, but I'm afraid to take it on the off-chance that I'm not allergic to anything. So instead I sit here and suffer. I've seriously got to check my priorities. Maybe I'll try to find one tomorrow and make an appointment, and then hope it doesn't conflict with any job interviews. Anyway, I think I'm going to go debate whether to rejoin the characters in The Fiery Cross or the characters I've created.
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