The last 3 months has been spent writing, designing, and twiddling with my newest book idea. The result? 4 STEPS TO SOCIAL MEDIA MARKETING FOR CRAFTERS. I have to write it in capital letters to make it stand out. Let me know if that gets annoying.
Take a little look for yourself if you please:
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I got an unexpected text today, from Hays recruitment agency. They’re looking for an admin assistant for a temporary contract in Penrith. Have to be an ADVANCED Excel user with experience in VLOOKUP (whatever that is).
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Today, someone very kindly held my hand virtually throughout a job that he had given me. I feel very lucky and relieved, and I hope I did a good job.
My confidence was utterly thrown by being given an opportunity (*sigh* why does that happen?), and my hang ups about the subject area also came into play. Every word was squeezed out, like blood from stone, drip, drip, drip. It was agonising and frustrating, because I felt I was missing a trick that would allow the words to flow; the subtle disparity between what I was inclined to write, and what the client wanted.
I am many things, but subtle isn’t one of them.
Something else I noticed: I needed to be finished by 8pm to set off on my bed shift. I had about 1000 words to write.I’ve written that much in under an hour before now. I worked on it solidly from 1:30pm to 7:55pm, an unbelievable 6 hours. Is it coincidence that I finished at just the ‘right’ time or did I manifest that? Did I subconsiously know?
Or is it further proof of the existence of Parkinson’s Law: work always expands to fill the time available?