Seeing as how most of my posts are me lyrically moping around not getting a job, and since I may now have one. It kind of destroys what the blog was intially made of.
But on the bright side, money. On the dark side, early mornings.
Thursday 17 May 2012
Wednesday 16 May 2012
Strange...
So, I just got a call from the temp/employment agency I signed up with a few months ago, which got me an interview as a temp. It was the worst interview I've ever had. I won't go into detail, but I didn't hear anything back about it.
Cut to today, and the employer has the same role available and needs someone to fill it ASAP. I did not expect that to happen.
If I don't get it, at least I'm seeing Black Sabbath on Saturday.
Cut to today, and the employer has the same role available and needs someone to fill it ASAP. I did not expect that to happen.
If I don't get it, at least I'm seeing Black Sabbath on Saturday.
Tuesday 15 May 2012
RIP Caballo Blanco
Sad news for Born to Run readers as the former self exiled ultramarathon runner Caballo Blanco died whilst running. It just reminds of what a bad 1 hour drama I wrote about the story featured in the book, but Caballo Blanco was larger than life and in that case, life couldn't contain someone like that for long.
Monday 14 May 2012
Running
Months of preparation and weeks of illness lead me to the 10k race that I took part in yesterday.
So, how did it go? Good question, I hated it and kind of liked it at the same time. Running alongside hundreds of people tome is a horrible feeling, it psychologically plays with my mind, because I run alone and rarely see other runners. If I do see runners, we are never running on the same route for very long.
A thing that annoyed me was the person who works at a gym to go up on stage to warm us up, I just turned on my ipod and listened to music. I'd already warmed up. But she was doing stupid movements that don't really prepare your body to go running. I and the rest of the Red runners (Club and faster runners) do our own warm ups, my usual jump squats and lunges.
So when I run alongside people, I feel like I've been running longer than I actually have. Ten minutes felt like forever.
Was it tough? I has been years that I have ran five miles at a single pace. But I have been running 5.5 miles every week with a interval timer, so the distance was not the problem.
I tried almost every one of my running tactics to finish and get a good time. I noticed I could beat my time when I finished the first lap at 20 minutes. After a massive hill climb and the long winding roads, I knew the route and I knew I could run the second lap easier. Immediately I started running behind someone moving at a steady pace, staying with him for about a mile. Then the second hill run begins, I always go slow up hills because if I go fast, then I'm wasting energy on the flat and prior to the hill there is a big dip down a road, so I just let gravity push me fast down there.
By the way, the worst thing about running in races is if you stop for a second, forty people will overtake you.
Anyway I did alright, beat my previous 10k time by about 3-4 minutes. My legs still hurt, I didn't have fun (well I did, but...)
So, how did it go? Good question, I hated it and kind of liked it at the same time. Running alongside hundreds of people tome is a horrible feeling, it psychologically plays with my mind, because I run alone and rarely see other runners. If I do see runners, we are never running on the same route for very long.
A thing that annoyed me was the person who works at a gym to go up on stage to warm us up, I just turned on my ipod and listened to music. I'd already warmed up. But she was doing stupid movements that don't really prepare your body to go running. I and the rest of the Red runners (Club and faster runners) do our own warm ups, my usual jump squats and lunges.
So when I run alongside people, I feel like I've been running longer than I actually have. Ten minutes felt like forever.
Was it tough? I has been years that I have ran five miles at a single pace. But I have been running 5.5 miles every week with a interval timer, so the distance was not the problem.
I tried almost every one of my running tactics to finish and get a good time. I noticed I could beat my time when I finished the first lap at 20 minutes. After a massive hill climb and the long winding roads, I knew the route and I knew I could run the second lap easier. Immediately I started running behind someone moving at a steady pace, staying with him for about a mile. Then the second hill run begins, I always go slow up hills because if I go fast, then I'm wasting energy on the flat and prior to the hill there is a big dip down a road, so I just let gravity push me fast down there.
By the way, the worst thing about running in races is if you stop for a second, forty people will overtake you.
Anyway I did alright, beat my previous 10k time by about 3-4 minutes. My legs still hurt, I didn't have fun (well I did, but...)
Thursday 10 May 2012
It is impossible for me to write a serious covering letter
I have a problem, and this problem may be keeping me from getting a job.
I have spent the last hour working on a covering letter for one thing, yes this is how considerate I am. It is a snarky, self absorbed, meta cover letter. I will in defence say that most websites with covering letter advice say to be "unique" I don't think they mean this much.
Honestly, it is not be intent to write these kind of covering letters but I do. Perhaps, it is due to the boredom of doing something conventional, why not be the Charlie Kaufman of covering letters? Oh wait, that's right, I won't get a job!
This is a huge problem, because I have no idea if it is the right thing to do and I cannot write a normal covering letter. It is impossible, it is inexplainable as to why it is so hard.
In creative writing, the blank page is not as scary as writing a covering letter. Why? Because in CW I can do anything. For a covering letter, I have to convince people that they have to hire me, argh FUCK YOU PAPER AUDITION!
I'm currently thinking of metaphorical things to stab in my metaphorical eyes, this is how tough it is. In my minds eye I am rolling on the carpet from side to side with a slow building scream.
I understand the whole process of hiring, and I may be the least hirable person with a Bachelors with Honours. Except those poor stand-up BA students, but then they may be funny in the workplace.
There is no form of proof that hiring me will pay off. Non.
It is like I'm throwing myself out there whilst thinking will they like me, whilst also not giving a fuck. I can pretend to be a nice person and do a good job, that is easy, but convincing people is tough. These personalised covering letters which I was told to do and is common practice seem too personal.
This whole unique aspect of applying for shit jobs also means one thing, you're being hired for some shitty mundane job. People will know I have plans past working at labotomy retail store #439.
This is not as bad as writing application forms, but still, there is an aspect that trying too hard will mean I will fuck it up entirely. I don't know these people, I don't know their sense of humour. I am probably getting blacklisted by every company I send a letter/email to.
I have spent the last hour working on a covering letter for one thing, yes this is how considerate I am. It is a snarky, self absorbed, meta cover letter. I will in defence say that most websites with covering letter advice say to be "unique" I don't think they mean this much.
Honestly, it is not be intent to write these kind of covering letters but I do. Perhaps, it is due to the boredom of doing something conventional, why not be the Charlie Kaufman of covering letters? Oh wait, that's right, I won't get a job!
This is a huge problem, because I have no idea if it is the right thing to do and I cannot write a normal covering letter. It is impossible, it is inexplainable as to why it is so hard.
In creative writing, the blank page is not as scary as writing a covering letter. Why? Because in CW I can do anything. For a covering letter, I have to convince people that they have to hire me, argh FUCK YOU PAPER AUDITION!
I'm currently thinking of metaphorical things to stab in my metaphorical eyes, this is how tough it is. In my minds eye I am rolling on the carpet from side to side with a slow building scream.
I understand the whole process of hiring, and I may be the least hirable person with a Bachelors with Honours. Except those poor stand-up BA students, but then they may be funny in the workplace.
There is no form of proof that hiring me will pay off. Non.
It is like I'm throwing myself out there whilst thinking will they like me, whilst also not giving a fuck. I can pretend to be a nice person and do a good job, that is easy, but convincing people is tough. These personalised covering letters which I was told to do and is common practice seem too personal.
This whole unique aspect of applying for shit jobs also means one thing, you're being hired for some shitty mundane job. People will know I have plans past working at labotomy retail store #439.
This is not as bad as writing application forms, but still, there is an aspect that trying too hard will mean I will fuck it up entirely. I don't know these people, I don't know their sense of humour. I am probably getting blacklisted by every company I send a letter/email to.
Wednesday 9 May 2012
Why do most shows sound almost exactly like other shows?
http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/live-feed/tv-pilots-2012-complete-guide-287221
I am particularly cautious of the show that is "House as a vet"
I am particularly cautious of the show that is "House as a vet"
Sunday 6 May 2012
Almost true to my word
Today is an anniversary. On the 6th of May 2011, I handed in my screenplay as my dissertation. I have briefly scoured my blog from the beginning, and I might've said some things that I will not stick with.
No. 1: I said I would try to be a writer until 2015, if that didn't work out then I would do something (probably kill myself, but I wouldn't bother with that) probably be miserable and glum. I have things to write for a long while and when I become a professional is whenever, there is no end date.
No. 2: I would send off something on this day to the BBC Writersroom every year...
And here is why. Writing at University burned me out and I needed some time and still do to really sit down and write something worth while. I'm progressing by centremetres, not by miles, this is fine. I can't go forward with half-formed ideas, I just can't. So I have been slowly planning my scripts.
Anyway I wrote a sketch last week and slowly spent this week working on it. I showed it to a few friends and got some feedback. I have then uploaded the script onto a website and entered it in a competition. Will I win? That would be nice, it is a small competition and I have never entered one. The thing I'm glad about is that I wrote this sketch, and it worked fine. I don't feel any attachment to the script nor care what happens to it. This is a nice feeling, there are so many stories in my head that I am invested in, that it is nice not to give a fuck and throw something out in 30 minutes.
So I kind of sent something off, just not to the writersroom. What's the hurry, I might as well spend my time trying to get it right without people noticing than fucking up and getting plenty of attention.
That screenplay was a bitch.
No. 1: I said I would try to be a writer until 2015, if that didn't work out then I would do something (probably kill myself, but I wouldn't bother with that) probably be miserable and glum. I have things to write for a long while and when I become a professional is whenever, there is no end date.
No. 2: I would send off something on this day to the BBC Writersroom every year...
And here is why. Writing at University burned me out and I needed some time and still do to really sit down and write something worth while. I'm progressing by centremetres, not by miles, this is fine. I can't go forward with half-formed ideas, I just can't. So I have been slowly planning my scripts.
Anyway I wrote a sketch last week and slowly spent this week working on it. I showed it to a few friends and got some feedback. I have then uploaded the script onto a website and entered it in a competition. Will I win? That would be nice, it is a small competition and I have never entered one. The thing I'm glad about is that I wrote this sketch, and it worked fine. I don't feel any attachment to the script nor care what happens to it. This is a nice feeling, there are so many stories in my head that I am invested in, that it is nice not to give a fuck and throw something out in 30 minutes.
So I kind of sent something off, just not to the writersroom. What's the hurry, I might as well spend my time trying to get it right without people noticing than fucking up and getting plenty of attention.
That screenplay was a bitch.
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