Dammit!
Hey All,
I didn't get the job at Foyles. Which is a shame, for myriad reasons.
I didn't get a call, I got a letter from the head of HR: 'after careful consideration we have decided on another candidate whose experience and qualifications better match our requirements' etc.
I'll survive.
At least I know that I did a really good interview for the position.
Speaking of interviews, I'm still finishing that AFI article. FL articles are only supposed to be 1200 words, so I am paring it down. I also have a Parkway Drive Review to write for Fasterlouder and a Down Review for one of the Metal Webzines.
Speaking of which, Monday night I took the train out to Wimbledon again, then the bus to Kingston to go see the Parkway show. I nearly didn't get in, since I didn't have a ticket, but fortunately one of the Parkway dudes recognized me from the Mary Street Days and let me in.
After the Parway show I spent about an hour and a half trying to find a bus back to Central London before I managed to catch the N22, which took me on a winding journey through the South West of London, through some very green, leafy, well to do areas full of beautiful buildings, all the way to Park Lane in Picadilly.
Then it was the N8 home.
The long journeys meant that I got to break the back of the Why I Write book I had been trying to finish for two months, just like riding to the Heathrow and back allowed me to finish Feersum Endjinn by Iain M Banks.
This week, feeling depressed as I was, I managed to finish Fool's Errand by Robin Hobb. I returned all three books today, extended a few others and looked for any Iain M Banks books on the shelf (there weren't any, dang it).
I bought some magazines at the newsagent (Kerrang, etc) and doubled back on the Tube to see if the Leytonstone Library had Golden Fool (which I am still waiting on Stratford Library to find for me). And it didn't.
I'm glad that the boiler is getting fixed in less than Seven Days. I really don't know how many cold showers I have left in me. Especially since the weather is unseasonably cool.
I better get home and get writing.
Over and out.
J
I didn't get the job at Foyles. Which is a shame, for myriad reasons.
I didn't get a call, I got a letter from the head of HR: 'after careful consideration we have decided on another candidate whose experience and qualifications better match our requirements' etc.
I'll survive.
At least I know that I did a really good interview for the position.
Speaking of interviews, I'm still finishing that AFI article. FL articles are only supposed to be 1200 words, so I am paring it down. I also have a Parkway Drive Review to write for Fasterlouder and a Down Review for one of the Metal Webzines.
Speaking of which, Monday night I took the train out to Wimbledon again, then the bus to Kingston to go see the Parkway show. I nearly didn't get in, since I didn't have a ticket, but fortunately one of the Parkway dudes recognized me from the Mary Street Days and let me in.
After the Parway show I spent about an hour and a half trying to find a bus back to Central London before I managed to catch the N22, which took me on a winding journey through the South West of London, through some very green, leafy, well to do areas full of beautiful buildings, all the way to Park Lane in Picadilly.
Then it was the N8 home.
The long journeys meant that I got to break the back of the Why I Write book I had been trying to finish for two months, just like riding to the Heathrow and back allowed me to finish Feersum Endjinn by Iain M Banks.
This week, feeling depressed as I was, I managed to finish Fool's Errand by Robin Hobb. I returned all three books today, extended a few others and looked for any Iain M Banks books on the shelf (there weren't any, dang it).
I bought some magazines at the newsagent (Kerrang, etc) and doubled back on the Tube to see if the Leytonstone Library had Golden Fool (which I am still waiting on Stratford Library to find for me). And it didn't.
I'm glad that the boiler is getting fixed in less than Seven Days. I really don't know how many cold showers I have left in me. Especially since the weather is unseasonably cool.
I better get home and get writing.
Over and out.
J
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