I like the way Irony works
I just finished writing my last post about how I don’t feel the love for my job and wouldn’t it be oh so cool to be a writer? Ok, I didn’t say THAT specifically, but in hindsight I should have, because I’ve been thinking for ages how cool it would be to take my writing professionally, writing articles, or a column on sex and relationships, book reviews, short stories, eventually a novel…. Can you tell that this is what I daydream about every day when I’m bored shitless at work at my nice dull respectable job?
So right after I finished writing about how I don’t like my job that much, I checked my email and saw that a publicist for a publisher had contacted me and asked if I would review a new book on my blog. I emailed her back and said I would (I already checked out the book’s website to make sure it sounded interesting) and to keep me in mind for future book reviews. Happy happy joy joy, right?
