Snow, Snow, Go away. Come again another day

Yes, you read correctly. I really do want the snow to go away. But rest assured, I am never usually this grouchy when it comes to Little Miss Pretty applying some much needed foundation to a common estate, as shown in the picture.

On Wednesday morning (before the interview), I received emails from ‘The Literary Agents’ and ‘Conville and Walsh’, giving me permission to send them my opening chapters, synopsis and covering letter. I was planning to go on Thursday, however a woman called Maya, who works under Ann Gough, asked me to come into Wolverhampton College to return my ID card and to tell her about how my placement went. Seeing this as pointless, I asked her if I could send the card by post. Unfortunately she was adamant that I come to see her.

So I spent Thursday morning brushing up the chapters and making sure everything was perfect to the point where I knew I was going to be running late for my meeting. I’m not sure whether this was due to dodgy hormones or stress, but I really did not care, as I planned to turn up late just to spite Maya or whoever ordered her to email me. But luckily, my dad arrived and offered to give me a lift, as Daysavers are a little costly.

I turned up to the college to find that Maya was an attractive young girl, who looked to be around 18 or 19 years old. But during our casual conversation, I was shocked to find she was actually 25. There really must be something in the chapattis. Anyways, I felt a little guilty cursing her prior to our meeting, as I found out that my old placement specifically told her to give them the card by hand. I can’t really argue with that and I could easily throw in some catty remarks about Vickie (especially with regards to her looks and weight), but I won’t. Unlike some people I have dignity.

On Friday, I spent the morning procrastinating, listening to Indie, Rock and Metal tunes, before I finally managed to persuade myself to do some work. I guess the fears of rejection made me double check the 3 chapters and synopsis and funnily enough, I did find some grammatical errors and parts where the sentences were a little awkward or muddied. I think my proofreading is improving now.

Content with every single document, I planned to go to the library today to print them out, only to find my estate caked in snow this morning. I could have gone and stopped being a wuss, but my dad said I would be better off at home, as the temperature outside is horribly low and I have recovered from two sniffles in the past few weeks.

So my new plan is to go on Monday, for the editor of DD magazine called me yesterday to come into the office to see her. Yes, it looks like I will finally have a paid job. According to forecasts, it will be sunny tomorrow and foggy on Monday, so the roads won’t be too bad and I will be able to run my errands. Perhaps I will buy a new diary as well.