The Socially Awkward Writer Seeks Employment

Current Time- 12:02 a.m.

Current Mood- Relatively calm, while mildly anxious

Caffeine Level- Moderately low, after a wonderful high.

Words Written in the Past 48 Hours- Around 3,000 at the very least.

Life, it seems, really is filled with bends and twists. My better half is no longer employed, therefore I am venturing out into the world to find a means of acquiring funds. The difficulty with this journey is that I am wholeheartedly a socially awkward nerd. Does social anxiety count as a marketable skill? One could wish so, I suppose.

Just as with writing and blogging, I somehow must convince these managers that I am worth their time and fit to become their employee. While I’m altogether a fairly likable person as a whole, add in social anxiety and a whole host of other mental problems stemming from life events and uncontrollable DNA, and here I am wondering myself if I am legitimately the person for the job. Nevertheless, as a Slytherin, I hope I am able to carefully conceal all of this to reenter the grueling world that is retail. Wish me luck!

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Writer Meets Life

Time: 9:19 a.m.

Mood: Hungry

Caffeine Level: Dangerously Low

Words Written Today: Nada

I’ve come to the conclusion that to make it anywhere in life, sometimes the best course to take is beginning anew. It may not always be easy, but if anyone works hard to reach their goals, it will be damn sure worth it. As J.K. Rowling once said, “Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life,” Due to may different factors, here I am, at this point.

As a fledgling writer, with big dreams and even bigger bills to pay, I work a day job. One day I hope to make enough money where I can simply be at home with my family writing, not having to worry about whether or not the next customer will be the person to finally drive me over the edge. If you can’t tell by the previous statement that I work retail, maybe the varieties of alcohol in my fridge will convince you. Of course, the point at which I no longer have to work underpaid remains a long ways off, if ever.

Meandering through life, I have found that blogging about it makes it infinitely better. So, if you like me enjoy writing or listening to the ramblings of a twenty something born again blogger, stop on by. I promise a healthy balance between sanity, and my attempted disaster at cooking the Thanksgiving turkey for the second year of my marriage. We are given one life, and I intend to live it, pen at the ready.