As I've begun to realize more about what I want to do and have begun to look more at the places I would like to work I am realizing more and more that it is all about who you know. After all, no one has experience until they have the job and they can't get the job without experience. I realize that there are some instances in which you can get experience prior to getting the job, like this here hub. I'm hoping that this will allow potential employers to see my style of writing, and hopefully they will like what they see.

A month or two out of college, when I still wanted to be a sports broadcaster, my mother ran into a friend at the grocery store. The two began making small talk and I became a topic for conversation. The friend mentioned a gentleman she knew who worked as an announcer for a local college football team. This same football team was filmed for the local television station. She would talk to her friend for me and see what he could do. Well, he got me a meeting with one of the sports guys over there and I wound up with an internship. It wasn't much but it was something. It gave me the chance to realize that it wasn't where I wanted to be. Perhaps that is why I never inquired about any potential jobs. Eventually I got a job and could no longer intern there. I left and haven't looked back much since, except to wish I had taken the opportunity to get myself a job in a field in which I thought I would flourish, because perhaps I would have, perhaps being there would have made me enjoy it all the more.

Now that I have set my sights on writing I am beginning to go through my mental roledex. I have a friend whose mother works for a local paper, I think. My parents also have a friend in publishing, though she lives in NYC. I don't know if I've mentioned before but I don't want to live in NYC. I've grown up a small town girl, in the same town my parents grew up in. My town's claim to fame when my parents were growing up was that we had more cows then people. Boston I enjoy, even if I haven't seen much more than Quincy market, NYC though is just to much to take in.

I was supposed to have an interview with a local weekly publication today. Though I had to postpone it due to the fact that one: i feel much like the weather today, grey and dreary, and two: I am in no place to interview. I spent most of my weekend spending time with friends, rather than deciding on an interview outfit and figuring out just what to say to promote myself. I know what I should have been doing, perhaps that is why I did not enjoy the Big E at all yesterday. I, instead felt this sneaking suscpicion that I should be somewhere else. I only now realize that place was home. I felt it wasn't a very good idea to go there and waste this man's precious time as he sat and interviewed someone that obviously was not right for the job. I think I am right for the job, don't get me wrong, but for the life of me right now I can't quite think of why.