Monday, May 26, 2008

School, NaNoWriMo, and What Karma Has Been Inflicted Upon Me Thus Far

I start the summer semester at Delgado on the 2nd of next month. I've decided to try to get certified for Massage therapy. I want to be a masseuse . No not a "masseuse" (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) but a law abiding professional massage therapist. There will be no happy ending for my clients, sad to say. So far, I've taken most of the prerequisite biology courses except for AP II (anatomy and physiology II lecture). Unfortunately, I can't fit any of the MSTH classes because the only classes available over the summer are the ones I won't be able to take until I get biology out of the way. I would have gotten this over with sooner if I hadn't taken last semester off.

I know, I know. She who procrastinates never gets anything done, but I got caught up editing a novel I wrote for NaNoWriMo and couldn't concentrate on any of my classes. Because I wouldn't be me if I didn't do everything ass-backwards, I made my 50,000 word limit on time without actually entering the contest. Don't ask me why. I started late, didn't think I'd finish what I started, figured school and work would get in the way, but I finished it. It's not like I would have won a cash prize anyway.

I spent the next few months editing and am proud to say I have completed the final draft. Now I'm waiting to hear from an agent who asked to see my first thirty pages (sigh). I'm not hopeful. Okay, I'm hopeful, but I'm not expecting much. If worse comes to worse, maybe I'll publish it as a blook on Pages Unbound ( ), though it would be nice if I could see the thing in print, get a paycheck for it, and quit my job(insert hysterical laughter here). Here are a few other projects I'm working on until that miraculous day shall come:

You can also find me on as karmagrl76. Vote for me!!! Wooh Hoo!

Meanwhile, I drudge away at my thankless job dealing cards to whiny gamblers. I've gotten to the point where I run on automatic when I'm dealing to a table. I'll smile and try to make conversation but I'm not really there. The management has made so many unpopular changes that most of the people I worked with two years ago have moved on to other casinos. When we complain they either give us a form letter excuse or take something away from us. I no longer have a locker because a few people complained they had been waiting months for one. They were too cheap to buy extra lockers (I heard they only really needed fifty or so) so now you have to request one when you come in. I know it's a small thing, but it's just one more thing on a long list of unpopular decisions that are driving people away. And to add insult to injury, our toke rate is down and the people upstairs are blaming the dealers for not smiling pretty enough. At least, that's what management believes. Hmm.

My only hope is to get published or to get through school and find a better job. I'm toying with the idea of changing my name from Karma Girl to Charity Girl. I'll stand outside in the casino parking lot with a little cup and a sign and a sad story to tell. I'd probably make more money.

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