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[jennb]

Send the resume out at random last night, headed this afternoon to some places to apply in person. Will not be getting the room at the co-op I was hoping for, but lots of people are shifting around this time of year. I'm just tired of paying as much or more for the corner of a garage as I would for a room in a house full of people. And the bugs

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[hermintage]

I had similar ponderings about returning to Lubbock (or even Slaton, simply for the cheapy cheap lofts that are popping up in old buildings downtown). Apparently Ralph would re-hire me, but as much as my life is already a Nick Hornby novel as it is, I don't want to work in a record store in Lubbock-freaking-Texas until I'm old and grey.

I say hold out in Austin as long as you can - Lubbock is, as we well know, a black hole of serious consequences.

[sathor]

Wherever you go, there you are.

The internet really should have changed things, but I don't yet believe it has. Sadly, it would appear that the prerequisite to doing anything creative and being compensated for that in material stability is living in an area with opportunities to spread a name and show your work to large numbers of possible "investors."

College degree? Psh. The vast majority of discipline-specific writers were all born upper-middle to high class, privately schooled and then proselytized by private universities. There's really no such thing as a story of poverty to rich - it's just a concept perpetuated by the elite bourgeoisie, creators of the Horatio Alger myth, to keep the masses placated and hopeful, positive and industrially-minded.