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I've written stories ever since I could write, but somewhere along the way I seem to have lost the joy and natural desire to write for me. Churning out stories every other week for my degree course, and forcing non-existent brilliance out of myself has drained my natural spirit. So, I have created myself a blog in an attempt to find a way back to what made me fall in love with writing in the first place. Only you and I will discover if I fail or succeed...

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

In Which I Start a New Job

I haven’t been here in a while, but you will understand that Christmas slows everything down. Particularly if you happened to be stuck somewhere you did not want to be because of the snow. Fortunately I travelled home 1.5 days before my parents’ garden was hit with 6 inches of the fluffy white stuff, so Father Christmas got to me on time.

Physical presents aside, I was gifted an early Christmas gift in the form of a few e-mails and telephone calls. I applied for a job in PR and Marketing at an interesting firm called Reveal Media, which specialises in Body Worn Video Solutions. I did not know much about the company, but they had a small team unit and created something I thought was a very good idea[1] To my great pleasure and astonishment they called me back the same day I applied, while I was lunching with my boyfriend[2]

There were some questions about my CV and I thought: ‘woe is me, my CV is bad’, but when I mentioned I had written some press releases for a volunteering admin job I was put to the task for an audition. Away I fled to an available computer, chip-chipped at some research and swiftly returned an anxious article. I thought it would end there; why would someone like my work?[3] But, lo and behold, the very next day I received another call asking me to come in and meet the team next week. But, disaster! My train left at 12:20 on Friday – what was I to do?? I waited a tense and anxious while to see what the response would be...

Hallelujah! They promised not to look at anyone else, wished me a merry Christmas and invited me down after the New Year. I had my first, informal, day getting to know the company, the work and the people and now I wait to see what my fast approaching second day will bring.

So, I worked for free for a few months, travelling for hours[4] to helping charity and learning some office skills and now I have a paid job, using my writing, research and (hopefully) creative skills to market something I believe in. I can practice my writing and learn transferable skills that may launch me into publishing one day, but for the moment I can sit back, relax and panic.

Until next time. Ttfn. xx

[1] Most used by Police Officers I thought these cameras were a worthy cause and something I could feel passionate about.
[2]Literally astonished i.e. ‘filled with sudden wonder or amazement’.
[3] As many writers, I am frequently afflicted with that crippling self-doubt and self-effacement that materialises as soon as I have mustered the confidence to share my work.
[4] 1.5 to be precise.