Again… I'm out of work.
I was doing that contract work downtown, and it was… okay… but the woman I was working for decided that the project she had me working on would take a long time and (thus) be very expensive (for her). So… now I'm back to square one, looking for a job.
Ryan and I had a discussion yesterday about the fact that I don't have a career plan. The real fact is that I have NEVER had a career plan… I always thought, hey, I'm amenable to doing whatever comes along. But that's not the case… now, like everyone else, I want to make more money and so the "whatever" jobs are harder to do because they don't pay enough. I don't know, I've always done something that I enjoy for the most part… but I guess that I have never really wanted something over all others.
I like to write… a lot. I would say that if I could make money writing – about things in my life, about other people, as long as it's GOOD – I would really enjoy that. I also like doing layouts… I also like working with pictures. If I had money… first of all we wouldn't be having this conversation… but it would be cool to create a magazine. I think I would really like working for a local magazine because I have always felt a lot of love for this area. I wonder what it takes to become a magazine writer or columnist… or even a copy editor? People still read magazines, right?