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I spent most of today getting hyped up about this essay contest about the works of Joyce which could potentially award me $200 (unfortunately, as I was rejected from grad school, I can’t earn that extra $100)… if I win. That’s a big “if”, but I might as well give it a go, right? Too bad the contest deadline is in four days, and for at least one of those days, I’ll be gone for the entire first half of the day doing the interview for Interac almost an hour away. I would like to write something about “A Painful Case” so I put down a bunch of ideas but I got too worked up and found myself unable to sit down to actually write anything, so I paced around my room as usual listening to Billie Eilish’s debut album (which is pretty good) in a state of frantic, directionless anxiety. Word count: zero. I’ll try again tomorrow.

On a slightly positive note though I feel pretty confident about the interview on Saturday, and so long as something doesn’t come up tomorrow to completely derail my mood, I feel that I’ll be able to handle it pretty well. I’ve got both my demo lesson and my documents prepared, so hopefully things go smoothly… after that, I’ll finally be able to relax for some time and get back on schedule.

I also applied on a whim to Sucker Punch tonight, for the position of “narrative writer”. They’re currently working on Ghost of Tsushima, which I find to be pretty interesting. I wrote what a consider to be a pretty high-effort cover letter, of which I’m pretty proud, to be completely honest; I haven’t invested this much effort into job-searching in a while and I’m satisfied with my efforts this time. I honestly doubt this will pan out to anything, but I hope at the very least, someone will actually read it and I’ll get a response from a human being rather than an automated rejection as it usually goes. Hey, who knows, maybe I’ll get lucky. 

I’m not holding my breath, though.