In the last few weeks of fruitless job searches online and locally in person, I have realized those paths to earning my daily bread have become nearly impossible in terms of achieving any positive result. In short, I couldn't get hired by any local or national employer because I lack any useful skills and prior experience in either sales or customer service fields - both of which dominate the job options often suggested to me for day jobs. I am facing financial ruination unless I acquire a job, any job at all, but no one will hire me. Part of the problem is probably due to how my last two jobs (both part-time building cleaning - essentially a fancy term for janitorial work) ended that negatively reflects upon me as a potential employer. The job I began last November ended in less than five months by mid-March when I quit for a number of reasons (inability to improve my performance doing certain cleaning tasks after an inspection uncovered my work's shortcomings and not wanting the clinic to fail a state health inspection later due to my inability to improve). The job I later secured in late August 2012, after almost six months unemployment (without any unemployment compensation eligibility built up) and living on money I was paid to sell my childhood home, was supposed to be full-time before being cut back to part-time and after I was forced to take a medical leave from a bone infection requiring hospitalization and six weeks recovery I was fired because the time off was more than 30 days (I was only informed of that when I returned with medical clearance for returning to work).
I realize my vow to stop writing fiction back on November 30 was sheer folly and denial of something I haev been somewhat prolific doing since August 1999 (after having taken a few stabs at it in earlier months - based on the earliest drafts of my first novel's first chapter beginning pages). Whether a diving calling from God after I was saved by accepting Jesus Christ in April 1997, or a realization of what I could do once I tried, writing is something I love doing, only frustrated after more than 13 years working on the craft for failure to become successful. I may yet gain a day (or second shift night) job to support my everyday needs, considering I made only small amounts of money from three sold short stories last year and about a dozen sold copies of four different self-published novels since last August. I still want to write fiction. It's too wonderful to stop now. Maybe I will yet become known for The Many Worlds of John X. Grey. Perhaps it's time to effectively resurrect fiction author John X. Grey from the proverbial dead.
Later, folks, friends and enemies (or Frenemies - current and former Facebook Friends I consider actual enemies - don't worry, Jesus commanded me to love my enemies in Matthew 5:44).
I realize my vow to stop writing fiction back on November 30 was sheer folly and denial of something I haev been somewhat prolific doing since August 1999 (after having taken a few stabs at it in earlier months - based on the earliest drafts of my first novel's first chapter beginning pages). Whether a diving calling from God after I was saved by accepting Jesus Christ in April 1997, or a realization of what I could do once I tried, writing is something I love doing, only frustrated after more than 13 years working on the craft for failure to become successful. I may yet gain a day (or second shift night) job to support my everyday needs, considering I made only small amounts of money from three sold short stories last year and about a dozen sold copies of four different self-published novels since last August. I still want to write fiction. It's too wonderful to stop now. Maybe I will yet become known for The Many Worlds of John X. Grey. Perhaps it's time to effectively resurrect fiction author John X. Grey from the proverbial dead.
Later, folks, friends and enemies (or Frenemies - current and former Facebook Friends I consider actual enemies - don't worry, Jesus commanded me to love my enemies in Matthew 5:44).