Monday, 7 March 2011

The Problem:

Human creativity seems to blossom when there's a fairly sizeable problem in evidence; as can be seen by all of the inventions inspired by war. (Slinky's, Silly putty, tampons, to name some of the most important...)

I have a problem, and I too am very much hoping that sheer desperation won't fail me..

The background boredom:

I'm a German with Creative Writing graduate (2:1) from the University of Wales, Bangor. I have had various types of work experience, most of which were pretty random as opposed to being a well thought out game plan for future world domination (Waitressing, TA in Austria with the British Council, Payroll Clerk, Charity shop assistant, Project and Placement Developer...) Stupid me! My last job, which I was proud to get, and which ended in January 2011, was as a Marketing Executive for a successful language services company in London. This involved maintaining marketing collateral generally and writing tenders and ITT'S/PQQ's for public sector jobs. After a 3 month contract I was told that they would be unable to keep me on any longer- which, reading between the lines was probably due to the fact that although I can write tenders, they needed someone who was also good at SEO and various other online marketing techniques, which being a fairly recent graduate I didn't know; and which they didn't have the resources to train me in. Fair enough. Phew!

So the problem is thus:

I'm a jobless wonder.
                                            
                                          (Me in a few months time...)
                                          Photo: http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=987

And this is further exacerbated by a couple of other details:

1) Whilst the last job I had was relatively interesting, it still seems no life at all to spend the majority of your week pursuing someone else's dream. Especially when you consider how lucky we are to have life at all in this comparatively minute flicker of a time period when the universe can actually support life before the stars begin to go out like lights, leaving only photons succumbing to entropy...(Thank you Dr Brian Cox, Messiah bringing Physics to the masses!)
       So whilst I really want to work and earn money, in an ideal world it would be as an entrepreneur.

                                                      An urban hamster
                       Copyright: http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=721

2) I like living in Cornwall, but graduate level jobs here are so few that they often end up going to someone with a lot more experience who just wants to move to Cornwall for the lifestyle; and who don't mind living on a pittance because they're basically choking on smog and have to move or they may asphyxiate...That's my (very jaded!) theory anyway.
    So basically, this supports point 1) as I'd like to be able to work from home, or at the very least, not in a rat-run, ahem, a city.

If you're still reading this self indulgent tripe then you deserve a medal, but to sum up, the challenge is to become self employed and to make money from home.

If my shelf of inspirational and self help books are to be believed, this should be a cinch. Shall we test the theory?


Chorus:


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