I’ve been busy with the new semester – three days in, and I’m up to my eyeballs in reading assignments. Not that I mind, because they’re very interesting reading assignments, but it does cut into free time. A lot.
Three days in, and four professors have already told me there are no jobs in writing. Four out of five professors, and the only one to have not told me was my Introduction to Astronomy, who teaches a diverse body of students, all of us with different majors. Well, I’m the only Writing major, anyway.
I’m tired of being told that Writing isn’t a good way to make a living. I’m not hoping for the best paying job where I can live solely off of novels and poetry (hell, it would be nice but there’s no way). I want a decent job that lets me live a normal life with some extra spending money so I can do what I want to do. It doesn’t take a lot to make me happy.
On that note, I’m doing everything I can no to advance my future… having a couple job opportunities. I have no doubt I will get a job if I really, really want one and, with the tools I learn in college about resumes and publishing for myself, I have no doubt I can get one.
It would just be nice if people would stop telling me that a Mcjob is my only hope for a future.