Sic Semper Cotidianam

Blah.

All writing-related things seem to be stuck in a holding pattern lately.  I've submitted my book to an agent, but won't hear back for ages (July 14th, not that I'm counting).  I also just sent out a Sherlock Holmes short story called The Gift of Abu to The Strand Magazine...not sure when (or if) I'll be hearing back from them. 

As for writing, I'm still working on editing my novel.  I'm fairly far along, but it's nowhere near as satisfying as actually writing.  I've been thinking about maybe starting on my next book in my free time...but then I feel like I should focus on editing this one as much as possible.  Conundrum.

Plus editing time is becoming harder and harder to find.  I usually edit at lunch, but between one thing and another my lunches have not been my own lately.  I'm going to try to set aside a fair part of the afternoon on Saturday for editing, though.

Anyway, at least I've got a novel and a short story out there.  Hopefully one or both will get picked up.

In non-writing-related news, this whole job thing is killing me.  I've had a couple of talks with people at my work recently, and they've all more or less said that there's no future there unless you go out, become an expert in some field, and then come back in.  Otherwise, they tell me, you get stuck in low-rung admin/assistant roles forever. 

Terrifying.

I've been looking for other jobs, but this is complicated by my newfound desire to only apply for jobs I don't think I'd hate.  As it turns out, such jobs are few and far between.  I applied for foreign service, but I'm too close to the upcoming test to get a good date, and thus will probably have to wait until September.  I may apply to teach English abroad, but I've still got to look into what programs/countries seem interesting.  I was thinking about picking up a class as an adjunct professor, but that has turned out to be much more problematic than anticipated. 

All in all, I'm a little lost.  Plus between not getting my full tax refund and trying to keep up with the expense of living in a city (yet driving constantly out to the burbs) I'm flat broke.  At this rate I'll have to pick up shifts as a waitress/at the movie theater.  Sigh.

Anyway, I guess I should get back to my desk.  Ciao.