Success! (Kind of)

Recently I scored a job in publishing. Alright, I'm a lousy ad coordinator who deals with clients largely in the bridal industry. Is your mind boggling at the thought? Not nearly enough. You cannot imagine the variety of people I deal with; some are just absolutely wonderful,amazing, can't-praise-enough; some are a bit tough, but fair; some are downright fucking ugly and uncompromising in the worst way possible.

Yes, I did intend to get into editorial when I set out to get a mag hag job. But you know what? In this economy, there was actually just jack all going. I feel like I've got myself a prime position for movement, anyway, and between quarterly issues I take on as much editorial work as I can.

Another interest that's really surfaced recently is sub-editing. I know they're a dying breed, and I know that it's a hard way to go, but I really love subbing work. I'm lucky enough to work on a free weekly mag that doesn't have the budget to employ a sub; that leaves me! As inexperienced and under-qualified as I am, I feel like I'm making a difference, and I feel like I pick up any number of baby mistakes - the editor goes through first, and I follow. I always have something to come back with, which makes me proud (actually almost a sick kinda proud... I probably shouldn't get that much satisfaction from finding a double space in copy!). But I've caught some big-time errors, which I think improves the overall integrity of the magazine. It's hard to turn around a weekly.

I also get the opportunity to do the odd bit of advertising-related writing for a food magazine, which I absolutely love. The editor is amazing and she gives me every opportunity she can - even though I'm a lowly sales assistant. I have the utmost respect for her and really enjoy that publication as a whole.

So aside from the crappy admin stuff I have to do now and then, work is AMAZING. Sure, I don't get paid too well, but it's just enough and I have the satisfaction of feeling like I'm actually doing good. Thanks, job.