It's not like I haven't been looking or anything, but she doesn't really appreciate how many writing jobs there aren't in the UK. Most of them are around London. That's an hour and a half commute, but when they've specifically asked for someone close, well that's not extremely promising, especially when you don't have the money to move anywhere (let alone to London).
I've also been trying retail jobs but most of them are for manager and that's something I don't have experience for. There are also hundreds of applicants for each job. I am trying, but with no experience it's a hard process.
I also feel like she thinks my writing is a waste of time...
She says that it's what pays that matters, but if that was all that mattered to me I would've married for money and be living life on a yacht in the middle of the Mediterranean, sipping champagne from a glass made of diamond.
This is the thing though, non-artists don't get that when you're a writer there is no choice but to write. They don't understand that I get an urge that will drive me insane if I suppress it. They aren't aware that it's possible to wake at 3am and need to write for three hours solid before you can even contemplate sleep again.
Maybe, in my future, writing will pay. But I don't care if it does or doesn't: writing makes me happy and that's what matters to me. It makes me feel like I'm worth something even if I'm not earning at the moment.
Also, it keeps my optimism at a level that will greatly benefit me in interviews and gives me something to say when they ask me "What have you been doing while you've been looking for a job?" because interviewers these days want to know what drives you.
Writing is an art. It may not pay, but it makes me happy, and that's something you can't buy.
So excuse me for taking a break to do something I love. Excuse me for being born a writer. Excuse me for not being career driven...
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