Have you ever turned your current thought whilst you create that next email to send to your fellow work colleagues advising them of the next management meeting and turning that thought into something
quite mesmerizing, pondering and imagining yourself in another job. You know, that dream job where you are earning twice
your current salary and loving every second of that new job? Well I certainly
hope you have. I for one do this regularly. Earning twice my current salary
would put me barely as the average wage earner which would be nice (being self-employed
having just ventured into my new business of designer handbags
www.louisedempsterbags.com is a tough
gig I’m telling you, but I am loving it regardless and would love to write professionally as
well.)
Moving on....so whilst I ponder this dream every now and then, whilst bent
over my sewing machine, creating another handbag and thinking of the monies
spent at Christmas and how I would love to buy my hubby that new car without
having to take out a loan etc etc led me down this path of what if? You see
loving putting my fingers to keys and create something to read regularly, takes
me into this world of standing next to a
make-believe person, obviously my employer or maybe just a work colleague at a
networking event and being introduced as “and I would like you to meet
Australia’s correspondent for the New York Times” when I would smile, shake ‘their’
hand and say “lovely to meet you” and hoping my new acquaintances
response would be “oh really, how incredibly exciting.”
Okay and now I am hearing many of you giggle under your
breath and shake that head of yours whilst thinking she is such a dreamer. Yep,
you are correct but I for one know that anything can happen in life...just ask
Barak Obama if he ever dreamed of being president of the USA? If you don’t
dream, how can you look forward to anything? My other current dreams are
making a princely sum from my handbags, holidaying in Ireland and Italy, losing a number of kilograms in weight and
publishing my own book! All achievable too.
Now one would naturally assume that wanting to work for NYT one
would be an avid reader of NYT and that my friends has not been the case
until the last few days. Due to the ever-improving world of incredible internet
technology I can access this newspaper via the net and have read various articles in
this large newspaper. I am really enjoying perusing the plethora of articles
and choosing those of interest to read whilst sipping a cup of tea, poised over
my PC. It is interesting whilst reading that it is indeed a
small world regarding their similarity of articles compared to our Australian
newspapers and that, although they already have a plethora of contributors,
what is one more? Who can resist an Aussie?
What are my qualifications I can “hear” the editor asking me
during my Skype interview? The fact that I lack a degree in journalism, in my
opinion, is irrelevant. How many current authors have qualifications in
literacy? Not many I am pretty sure. "How long have I been writing for?" Since
grade 1 I presume. My 50 year old memory takes me back to Sister Marcelina in
the classroom showing me how to hold my pencil so, yes, that must have been the
beginning of my writing prowess. "My life’s experiences?" Heaps already and no
doubt heaps more to come. "My interests?" Family; current affairs’ the stock
exchange; humour; the world of medicine
(being a nurse); fashion; conversing with people in general; counselling;
music; cooking; gardening (hence my Lady Lou Lettuce blog) designing and
creating my handbags and putting fingers to keys and expressing my points of
view.
So would this be enough to impress the editor? Well,
frankly, why not? After all what does he/she want? This is me they are talking
to. I am not the average overindulging-alcohol-consuming, cigarette-smoking desperate
journalist. Well this was certainly the case some thirty years ago when I met
numerous 'journos' via a family friend. I casually warned her about being
careful not to go down the same dodgy road as her journo ‘friends’ whom seemed to be perpetually intoxicated whenever we met and who seemed to be willing to sell
their soul just to have an article published. I discovered this whilst chatting to them. I was advised of some of them turning up to work and
submitting their work on time, and many not. At the age of 50, alcohol and me get together far less than in my younger years and my employment record re punctuality over the vast years has been A1 so who wouldn't want to employ me? Oh dear, am I dreaming again? Nah, I don't think so........
Well, let’s just wait and see if I get any offers. Maybe
someone reading this fabulous blog of mine is in The States (and yes I do have
readers in the USA) who might just be related/knows the editor of the NYT,
mentions my blog, the editor reads it and hey presto.......yep I am dreaming
again and I can dream because it is healthy and stimulating and goodness knows
I love doing it.
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