I've been floating and, embarssingly enough, willfully unemployed for the last month or so. I had saved up and I'm still making rent but nonetheless it felt like a funk. The I-don't-know-who-I-am-or-where-I'm-going-and-who-am-I-kidding-anyway kind of funk
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When I finally got a job and made money for myself, it was such a lifting feeling.
As for my dreams of writing, I haven't given it up and I work every day to getting my books written. And I believe, as long as I work hard, I might just succeed :) Who knows?
Best of luck to you.
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It's still there but I'd like to get some qualifications so I'm comfortable working and become good at something other than this writing thing. Because I know there are many writers far better than me who have said they were knocked back for a long, long, long time. I have no illusions about my chances and I'm glad of that.
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