Came into my new workplace today - I start in about a week - and my new boss, who seems to be a really nice guy, handed me the papers to fill out, W-2's and such. I met the newsroom staff, all four of them, one of which I think I was brought in to replace. My boss introduced me to them, saying that, "she'll be doing some copy editing, along with helping out reporting the newspaper."
Hold it right there.
I was hired on as a reporter, not as a partial copy editor. Yes, I can do copy editing, and it pays slightly more money, but I'm concentrating on getting my portfolio built up. I suspect (hope) that I'm going to be taking on some of the duties of the other reporter - who didn't look entirely thrilled to note that I'd be working with her. One might even say she gave me the evil eye.
Well, whatever. So long as I come out of there in a year or so's time with some standout clips, I'll do all the copy editing they want, until my eyes start to bleed. Then I have the notion of applying to NH's larger dailies, working them through the primaries (since NH's dailies are always paid attention to by politicians. Even the one news station in NH quotes mostly from the dailies.) Then, in triumph, I shall make my way South and get a job with a large daily paper.
I like my apartment, anyway. Moved the heavy stuff in this morning, spent a few hours getting things arranged. Won't move in until I'm assured of Internet service, since my other job relies on that.
Working on several fics at the same time - I think the scattered-ness of my life is translating into my writing.
olga_theodora, I put on a 'Bride and Prejudice' CD on the way up to my apartment and thought of you. Of course, when the other drivers saw me car-dancing to 'No Life Without Wife,' I got some strange looks.