Meh

I have hit one of those walls where my self-confidence/optimism fetches up sharply with a broken nose.  This is not a call for massive outpourings of sympathy or reassurance, just a statement of the way today is. Job hunting sucks, and runs completely counter to my skill set. The big pile of words I managed on the book the other day? Turns out, in the sober light of day, that they belong way further in the book, which means I'll be ahead of the game when I get there, but in the meantime I'm still wandering around in the immediate dark, wondering what comes next.

I am doing all the things. It will be all right. It's just... I want to be working, not positioning myself. I'm not that interesting, dammit, and while I'm good at positioning myself as, um, colorful and funny, positioning myself as a job candidate is dreary dreary dreary.  And yet it must be done, so I'm doing it. Just: ugh.