Monday, January 7, 2013
I'm sure we're also about to start seeing the marketing guru's kick off the Valentines Day campaigns alongside the Easter one! and all the while I am running my own seasonal campaign, the season for me to get off my ass and get a job. Not that I haven't been trying.
I just opened my "Job's Applied for Folder," and after sending out three applications today, it now contains seventy-six applications in the last 2 months, some I actually received responses too, but most of those were the dreaded
"After reviewing your information and our organization's needs, we will not be moving forward with your application for the position at this time. Should our needs change, we would appreciate the opportunity to speak with you in the future."
Ok, where was I going with all this? Oh yea, the season of job hunting, and why I need to shelve my fantasy of telling Lagasse to stop "BAMMING!" everywhere around my kitchen. It all comes down to benefits, benefits and the fact that I don't have that whiskey sending agent shooting over bottles of the good stuff. I need my medical benefits and this post was spurred on by the fact that I was in the middle of collecting my figures for our accountant to get the 2012 taxes prepped, when I added up my medical insurance premiums along with my prescription drug costs, City of Hope visits G.P. visits, I could hardly believe the little green numbers staring back at me $23,794.86 and I said to myself, "Self, you may be able to write a little bit, but the way things are in the book world, even picking up an advance for penning the next "100 shades of Bondage and Porn," (lets just call it what it was, ok?) isn't going to pay that bill.
So $23,794.86 out of pocket this past year, I guess I should be thankful that I managed to scrape the money together to pay for it in the first place, and really, I would be but, that season was 3 months ago! I am thankful though, that it stirred me up a little and gave me something to write about, which in turn is making me think about the re-write I need to do on "Stitches." So after my ritual morning search of the job boards, I'm going to start working on the suggestions that my good friends Kathy and Kim gave me, and hope that I can get this bloody thing finally finished and that some drunken fool of an agent or publisher thinks it's good enough to advance me enough money to fill my next Xanax prescription, I'm running out!
Happy New Year Everyone