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lenialenient · 7 months
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OUT NOW: REAL JOBS
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Today's the day - the queer artist flatshare book is finally, officially, released and out in the world.
Since I already did the synopsis thing for my first announcement, I'm going to do this one for the laundry list book pitch enthusiasts.
Real Jobs is the book for you if you
are, have been, or aspire to be a starving artist of any kind
would like to read more books that are set in neither the US nor UK
like books with all-queer casts
like books with all-queer casts that are not about being queer
are in your 20s and stressed about it
have a real job
wish you didn't
like strange chapter titles
are an enthusiast of lesbians in not-romantic-not-platonic-but-a-secret-third-thing relationships
are an enthusiast of distressed bisexual men
are forever furious about the New Adult genre being declared dead
would like to give an indie author a crisp 1 buck in royalties
would like to give me a little kiss
If any of these apply to you, you should consider grabbing this book.
You can go to any of the sites here and pick up an ebook.
You can go to Barnes and Noble, Blackwells, Amazon, or most other online book retailers and pick up a paperback.
You can go to your local book store and ask them to order it for you. (Bonus points)
If you want to read it but can't afford it, you can ask me for a PDF and I will send it to you. (Yes, really)
If you're on the fence, you can read the first six chapters here.
Special thanks to @/0hlee on Twitter for the cover art, @cupidle for the promo art, @nicosraf for inspiring me to give selfpub another shot, and you if you get it 🫵
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bitchesgetriches · 2 months
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Hi there! I've heard a lot of information about "real" jobs, and I was just wondering, is a summer internship considered a real job?
Well hello puggle!
I would class a "real job" as anything you do that pays the bills. So if you're getting paid, it's a real fuckin job.
Summer internships are very important to career advancement. I had several back in my salad days, and they launched my career as an editor in the publishing industry. However... they were all unpaid. Very important and useful, but not a "real job" by this standard.
If your internship is paid, it's a job.
My question to you, my dear, is... why are you focused on what a "real job" is? Do what helps get you closer to your goals while also bringing in enough income to support yourself.
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emperornorton47 · 1 year
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linnheidi · 1 month
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On tour with @TheRealJobs
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in0ctobercountry · 3 months
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mmm Halibut
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Discussing dream jobs
Life isn’t a childhood description,
And jobs become mundane.
I can dream a million things to life,
Could write out healing or strife,
But dream jobs will feel normal;
If you reach them, you live them,
And learn the boring the typical,
Especially the frustrating moments.
A dream can only be a dream,
It’s made of rose-tinted glasses,
And life can’t carry those.
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bahoreal · 8 months
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obsessed with this
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rubikor · 4 months
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they were her people
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technofinch · 3 months
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if you're #unemployed pick the one closest to your daily life. these are the only options. choose
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watchyourbuck · 30 days
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I don’t think yall understand how meaningful it is to have Oliver say “when you close your eyes it all feels the same” (kissing on screen). The fact that he doesn’t laugh it off, or say he had to push through it, or that it was a little weird like other actors have in the past is so incredibly important. This is him portraying a character and his sexuality, and it’s so validating to have the actor do his job the way Oliver has, in such a caring, positive way. It’s the feeling of finally belonging, of blending in when you’ve been marginalized and picked out all your life. Love is love, and a kiss is just a kiss.
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lenialenient · 7 months
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REAL JOBS COVER REVEAL
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I was originally gonna wait for paperback preorders to be available as well before I stop being coy about my cover, BUT I simply don't want to wait anymore, so, here it is!
The weird and wonderful cover illustration was created by the fantastic and ever-patient 0hlee_ on Twitter, the rest was edited by yours truly. I wanted the cover to emenate the same fun and ultimately vaguely distressing vibe as the book underneath it and it seems we got there!
For those outside the loop, Real Jobs is a book about art and capitalism, about trying to make art under capitalism, and about the inherent horror of being in your early twenties, wanting to do art, and having to do capitalism. It's also about a queer flatshare and crying at Subway (Eat Fresh).
Ebook Preorders are already available and Paperback Preorders are set up and due to trickle in gradually within the next week and a half across most platforms - don't worry, I'll let you know about them.
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inkskinned · 2 years
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kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.
i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."
goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'
"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.
behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."
"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."
"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."
later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."
she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.
the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?
i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.
but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.
each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".
but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.
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linddzz · 10 months
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Thinking about Weird Barbie and how she's the very obviously queer outsider of the Barbie world, she straddles the lines between Barbie and the Real World. She's the most aware of the performative nature of it all. She supports Barbie while also gently mocking her panic at losing the hyperfeminine perfection. Her weird house is also home to the discontinued reject weird Barbies, the outcasts (including very gay earring Ken) who never fell into either the original matriarchy or the Kentriarchy brainwashing.
The other more classically heteronormative and beautiful Barbies both pity and fear her, and at first the narrative pities her as well. She's the vessel of girls going weird and crazy and feral on their dolls and that's amazing. Weird Barbie is aware of who she is and how the world sees her and she loves it. She's Weird Barbie and She Owns It.
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striving-artist · 10 months
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Tumblr skews young, so let me just share this.
The worst thing you can do in a job is not be bad at something. It's to say you are great at something while being bad at something. If you need to improve and you're upfront that you're not the best, people will probably help or teach or explain. They will sympathize when you get put on a task you're not qualified for.
If you claim to be awesome at something when you demonstrably suck at it, all of that good will and sympathy is gone and it will not come back.
Confident is good. Stand up for yourself, know your skills.
But the other side of this is to Know your Faults.
This message brought to you by the 23yo who bragged about how he was great at X and had the best program for it, and I spent the weekend doing his job for him because he is so so bad at it, and only about 5% of what he did is salvageable.
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apinchofsanity · 2 months
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As a neurodivergent individual, the worst piece of advice anybody can give when you're nervous is "just be yourself" -_-
.... Like ma'am.... how am I supposed to (sanely) explain to you that I physically cannot 'just be myself' because the self you are referring to is a carefully constructed facade tailored specifically to you and is in fact made up of an amalgamation of personality traits cherry picked from other people/fictional characters to suit your preference and personality?!!
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ionomycin · 1 year
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The wizard and the dark knight
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