I have finally put my big girl pants on and am now dedicated to making my dreams come true on my own. At least I am trying.
Applying to jobs in the field of communications have been a bust. After two long years I finally got the hint. If I want in, I have to dig my own tunnel and create my own door.
I have been successful in getting a few works published but the amount printed and the queries rejected cannot be compared.
I am still pitching, that will never stop. Though I got to say, being rejected as much as I have takes a toll on the high spirits. My new approach is to network.
Through Instagram, LinkedIn, trying to figure out Facebook, networking is key.
I have decided to sign myself up with Upwork. I find joy in feeling validated when responding yes, to the question, “are you a writer?”
That is the plan for now. Keep writing, connecting and putting my work out on the web.
You want something done right, you got to do it yourself.
I lost my job two months ago. Currently I am selling my used underwear to guys with creepy Asian fetishes because, despite my efforts I am still unemployed. Not at all what I envisioned for myself when I graduated university two years ago.
For the past two years I was dedicated to finding an entry level position within the field of journalism, communications or marketing. I applied to over 600 jobs on Indeed alone. This is not an over-exaggeration, unfortunately.
When I wasn’t applying to entry level positions, I was working as a fill in bartender. A job that I had when I was in school, which I kept to pay the bills.
I am somewhat of a work-a-holic. All my time and energy was divided between finding a job, so I could have consistency and keeping the other so I could eat. My train of thought went something like this,
Get a 9-5 job in your field. This way you can pay the bills on time. When you aren’t working, focus on blogging and pitching. Slowly I could gain experience doing the day job and pursuing my passion.
I realized today that I should have been focusing all my time and energy into building up my portfolio. Picking up freelance gigs, constantly pitching and focusing on improving my writing during these past two years.
Now that I am left with fear and desperation, it is clear what I need to do. Go full time into making my dream happen. My grandmother always said,
If you do what you love, success will follow.
So I suppose in the end me losing my job may have been just what I needed. It opened my eyes and redirected my focus on to my passion, which is writing.
For the past year I have been applying for jobs in my desired field. Like most 20 something’s, every rejection brings on a sense of injustice.
A combination of rejection in both my personal and professional life has created a negative perspective. This realization or at least omission was brought to my attention this evening.
Earlier this week a Co worker had done something that is a pet peeve of mine. Typically I would brush it off.
Unfortunately I acted on an extremely immature impulse. I decided to say some not nice things. This is never okay, especially in the work place.
I was called out. Rightfully so. I quickly owned up to my misconduct, and quickly felt a blanket of shame wrapping around me. I wondered why, why did I say such a thing? I knew better and it is not in my character to behave in such a manner.
It is important to leave your baggage at the door. Maturity is not a trait that comes naturally to some. Everyone at some point has acted poorly. It is important to remember to treat others how we wish to be treated no matter the circumstance.
Since this confrontation, I have been forgiven by the person I mistreated. I am reminded that ethics, moral constitutions should always play a part in every atmosphere we find ourselves in.
I graduated from Boise State University on December 19, 2015. Like most motivated individuals, I started applying to 5-20 jobs daily. I am determined to become a great writer. Perhaps I could become a journalist. After all I did primarily study journalism while I was in school. Any job, any position, just to get my foot in the door is the goal.
It’s been a year now, over 400 applications and not one call back. So, I decided to write a blog about what it is like for a post grad millennial in the good ole’ U.S.A.
For future employers, if I should be so lucky, I have different tabs that have my resume, cover letter, samples of my photography and writing examples.