I know.
KD Lang, right?
Not really. Just a very important writer from Prague. He worked in an insurance office to make a living and wrote some of the most influential fiction in the 2oth century. (Wikipedia Bio here)
This picture was taken in 1917. Now, my ears aren't as big as his, but I'm pursuing a job in government to pay the bills. I've spent the last 25 years working in an industry that most people would think as fun, cool, or just really really neat: Radio.
Yes, radio. The lumbering dinosaur of the media. But I've become bitter about this industry. Radio turned its back on me November 30th, 2006. More on that later. I still love it, and it will always be a part of me, but the bitterness and cynicism wore me down long before they grew tired of me. More on that later, too.
Today I couldn't believe it. A panel of three government workers questioned me in a professional, non-judgemental way that was totally foreign to me. In radio, interviews always were about "selling yourself" and selling your soul. I always felt like I was trying to be someone that wasn't me. Does that make any sense? Well, I'll try to make sense of all this self-analysis through this blog.
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