Z is for...

We made it! 26 days of non-stop blogging and reading, Even whilst away for a week and a weekend and there was not too much drama (blogwise) and I am looking forward to a little break. Although I have a lot of reading to do! So here it is, the last career. 

Zoologist

Why this Job?

It begins with the letter Z! Is that not enough? I think my interpretation of what a zoologist is tainted ever so slightly by Gorillas in the Mist. But when I was studying natural resource management a friend on the same course had a Zoology degree, she had been working in Madagascar and has since returned. It all sounded very exciting, hot and intense. I would love to live in a hot climate again and their is little more awe inspiring than watching animals in their natural habitats. I once went to a nature reserve in Ghana and it was somewhere between zoo and natural habitat. In as much as it was a forest by a village and the monkeys were used to human interaction and knew that they came with food. So I did have the pleasure of feeding a monkey a mango up close and personal. I like to be outdoors too. 

Why would I be good at this job.

I like to be outdoors. I like wildlife and plant life. I enjoy hot climates (I wouldn't want to be sent to watch penguins!). I am science-y.

Why wouldn't I be good at this job.

I don't have a Zoology degree or any experience and could easily get distracted during the time whilst studying.I shouldn't, its shocking, but I am so easily distracted..what?!..one second..ooh! chocolate cake..yummy...where were we? OK, so that is probably the biggest barrier for this one.

Have you seen/read Gorillas in the Mist? Has any film/book inspired you career wise? 

Pretty photo

I walked to work today (as usual) and was met half way with this image;

It has been raining all day everyday for the last week but it was the weekends rain that forced the river to flood. It means that I need to turn around and walk the long way. I still make it to work with a minute to spare, phew!

I tool another picture as I crossed over the river on the overpass.

It looks pretty but is very annoying! Grr. I hope everyone else had an easier commute :)

I would also like to thank those who answered my plea and followed my other blog, thank you thank you! Today is the last day and I still need 5 more, I don't think that it is possible but its been fun trying! 

I am also hoping to get back to stitching by the weekend! I have been missing it.

Y is for...

Yogi

Why this job?

I once attended yoga classes. Admittedly, it was a long time ago now, but I have always longed to return. I enjoyed those classes so much; the breathing, the control, the music and the fact that it was exercise. I always left feeling invigorated. Through the years I have thought about starting it again and I really don’t know why I haven’t. But a yogi is an expert I hear you cry! Yes, it is and in my spiritual fantasy world I imagine myself running off to some remote location in India and spending 6-12 months ‘studying’ Yoga and meditation. Maybe my romantic ideals are what have prevented me from attending a class – because maybe if I did, then would I really need to runaway and spend so long meditating and yoga-ing?

Why would I be good at this job.

I do enjoy teaching. I like people. I could happily run the classes and handle the administrative side too. Although, predominantly enthusiastic and earnest (think puppy dog), I am patient and can be very mellow (think spaced out hippy).

Why I wouldn’t be good at this job.

A lot of classes are held in the evenings and sometimes till late, did I mention my aversion to late nights yet?? I did! Shocking! I am not a fan of lycra. I am prone to burst into fits of giggles for unknown reasons, usually an inside joke and usually inside my head.

Do you consider yourself to be spiritual? Are there any alternative therapies that you enjoy? 

X is for...

Xylophonist

Predictable? I could have chosen x-ray technician or x-rated something!! But this seemed the (dare I say) easiest. It is nearly the end of the alphabet after all.

Why this job?

If you have read any of my other posts in this challenge then you will know that I love music (I've just booked tickets to see Skunk Anansie in December, Wahoo! and will be seeing Foster the People this weekend - they are both quite different to each other, check them out.) I also have a very foolish brain that is telling me that percussion instruments are a whole lot easier than others. I need to check if a xylophone counts as percussion, one sec... OK, it is. I think I am attracted to it because, good xylophonists are pretty impressive. In addition the astronomer Patrick Moore was a self-taught xylophonist. I feel some affiliation towards him simply because my degree is in Physics. But bear in mind that he taught himself pretty much everything he knows, here is a sound clip of him playing his own composition. I think what amazes me is the speed with which you have to play. Anyone else think this sounds like it should have been a piece of music for an animation - I am thinking a scene in Fantasia?

Why I would be good at this job?

It only requires the use of two hands and not all ten fingers. I would be quite a fun and enthusiastic player, mainly due to being thrilled that I was playing an instrument and also because its such a physical instrument and requires a lot of energy. You may not necessarily have to read music, it seems more of a playing by ear instrument.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job?

Well, all that standing up and waving your arms about (although anyone who read the 'U' post will know I have some arm flailing experience!). Performances might take place at night. I would get bored pretty easily of lugging the xylophone around, its not as easy as a penny whistle or a triangle! I am likely to add in extra doo-dee-doo-dee-doops where there aren't any. 

What percussion instrument is calling out your name? Have you ever wondered if playing the triangle is as easy as it looks? 

W is for...

Writer

Could I have chosen anything other than this? Honestly? I don't think so. I think I chose it because, well, I am trying to improve my written communication and hence I got into blogging. I have a tendency to just write  as a conscious stream of thought. My writing is pretty much identical to my speech. I want to tidy it up a bit, so that it makes sense to people other than me. They say practice makes perfect and that is what brought me to the A to Z Blogging Challenge. I did as a child want to be a writer, mainly I think because I was such a prolific reader, and would constantly have my head in a book. I would be at the library every week getting myself 7 more books (that was our library limit). I wont even mention the books I read in bookshops and in the library whilst selecting ones to take home. I really miss it and do try to read when I can. I had a conversation yesterday and a friend made the statement that...

"I don't think you can be a good writer unless you are a prolific reader"

Do you agree? I disagree with this statement but not entirely. 

Anyway, the romantic in me (I may have mentioned this personal characteristic, maybe once or twice or a hundred times already) has visions of me whiling away my days in a little secluded cottage, views over hills and valleys, the scent of flowers drifting through the window and a cat purring by my side as I wrote THE most amazing socio-political historical romantic saga of ALL time. That's the vision in my head but if I was to write a book, I doubt it would be that. I can't say that I have 'realistically' considered what I would write.

Now yesterday with the thought of writing this post whirring around in my head I tried to think about the Whys and Why nots of me being a writer. Grammar is probably a strong contender for the Why nots! But as  fate would have it by the end of the day I had become the recipient of two books from World Book Night. 

World Book Night was on April 23rd 2012, and today I was given a copy of a YA book called How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff. Now, I tend to read mainly Old Adult. So I am intrigued to see what it is like. Although last year (a friend and I decided to have a two-woman book club) I read two YA books. The first was Noughts and Crosses by Malorie Blackman. I really enjoyed this book. I like how she handled discrimination, although it was about racial discrimination in the book, it was applicable to all types. The second YA book was slightly more morbid and was called Before I die by Jenny Downham. This book was about the final months of a teenagers life as she dies. I really liked this too. Again it dealt with a subject that is not always discussed so openly. The first book was recommended by my friend the second I stumbled across all on my own. 

Anyway, the idea of world book night is that you read the book (log where you are in the world on the website with a special number) and then pass it on. When I have read it, I shall be passing it on - so let me know if you would like it next, we can track it around the world apparently! Providing I send it further than my town or we can track it around town! lol 

When a friend heard of this, she said that she had a couple of books from last year that she hadn't handed out (she was a giver) and is also giving me a book - Alan Bennetts memoir 'A Life like other people'. Alan Bennett can be quite sad but I do like his work. Again I will read it and would like to send it on, so if you want it next, then let me know. How great that he was the voice of Owl in the TV version of Meg and Mog (love those books!).

OK to for those of you who hate change....

Why I would be good at this job.

I can type pretty fast, and have no problem with regards to word count. I do still love to read. I get quite involved with my creative endeavours and can be very intense and passionate, which might or might not help with the writing. I persevere for a good while after I should probably have given up. I am imaginative. Erm...I cant imagine what else I could say!

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

Writing as an aside to everything else could lead to my enthusiasm going off the boil. I have all or nothing tendencies :). Too much imagination and creativity could end up with a convoluted mish-mash of whatdoyoucallit and thingymajig. Focus - I may also have said before (stop me if I have - hehe) that I am easily distracted.

Do you write full-time or part-time? How do you sift through all your ideas? I am always mind-mapping even before I write a list (don't judge me!). Do you have any quirky habits to help you focus?

Please Help!! Bribes available

Ok, I guess you are all wondering what the begging post title is for? You see, some of you may remember that I said in April I was doing a blogging challenge, and I have been (we have 4 days left!) and it has been a lot of fun. But the organisers are all expecting us to be good enough writers to have lured in 100 followers. I have managed 79 up to now.  Seeing as about 2 of you decided to follow my writer blog too, by my calculations at least, that leaves 42 more people who could follow me? Maybe?? I'll be good. I have bribes!

The thing is, I would really like to meet the target. I don't expect you to read it, just follow me for the next 4 days - as soon as May starts feel free to unfollow me. I mean it. And I promise never to ask you for anything else again.

I thought that I might get a better response with bribes, and the only bribes I have are photo's of New York City (I finally went last week!). I can't post all of them as I doubt you have the time or desire to root through 400 of them! Yes, I am a prolific snapper :D But I will also throw in a picture of me looking rather Ascot-esque  in a silly fascinator AND there is the chance of FREE books along with my blog tomorrow!! You heard me...FREE books and not even any charge for posting!

I hope I have grovelled enough and 21 of you (50%) feel sorry for me, take pity and follow me till the end of April. So without any further ado here is the link to the blog........

The Suddenly Kate Show

Here is the photo with the funny hats! I'm on the right :D Feel free to point and laugh like that kid in the Simpsons, HA HA! ;)

We had a great deal of trouble maintaining a straight face, my friend was pressing the button and I was holding the camera, but she kept forgetting to and I had to remind her, but every time I opened my mouth to remind her all that came out were giggles.

Now as promised a selection of holiday snaps, I went alone so there are no pics of me its all background :) How many would you like? Can you manage 26? Sure.

And thank you NYC for 5 days of glorious sunshine!!!!

V is for...

After yesterdays overly long post, I have decided to keep this one nice and short.

Why this job.

I am not entirely sure if I would like to do this because I love the violin or because I would love to play any instrument. The Violin is the one I have gone for, of course this isn't because it begins with a 'V'! I do like the sound of the Violin, and I loved that film with Meryl Streep about the Violin teacher (Music of the Heart), and my sister had a few lessons many moons ago, and my great uncles used to play the Violin. Is that reason enough? I'm not sure but I would settle for anything.

Why would I be good at this job?

I really haven't thought this through, have I? I like going to barn dances. I love Treme. I also enjoy the theatre, concerts and romantic walks!! Seriously, I would definitely apply myself when it came to practising. No, seriously.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job?

Erm, a lot of standing up at barn dances, and possible arm ache and what about tennis elbow? Of course! I know why not, I am easily distracted, and would be by the lights, the other musicians, people coughing, moving around, sleeping etc. and my all time favourite excuse (which regular readers may have come to know and love) I don't do nights!. I cant read music and it would take me quite a long time (I should imagine) to learn to play and then to develop to be good enough to be able to find work as a violinist. Maybe its just a pipe dream! lol

Questions? OK, how about "How long do you think it would take an adult beginner to learn to play a musical instrument from scratch?" 

U is for...

If you have read this far then you haven't given up on me, you didn't abandon all hope at Obituarist...this to me is a very similar job to event planner, no? I think its the celebration of life, i think it is an important time and needs to be special.


I came up with these jobs pre-April and am stuck with them! I thought that maybe I would prefer to be an upholsterer (I would love to learn how to do that, what would be better than being able to upholster your own furniture?) and then I googled jobs yesterday and it came up with suggestions such as underwear model (definitely not in my future) and urologist, and I thought of understudy all on my own (relates to 'A' post). I am trying to remember what originally made me select this other than pure desperation. But I think it is linked to my worse thing in the world thing. What?! What am I talking about? Well, there is one thing that is guaranteed to make me cry (might draw on it when I am an ACT-OR, ha!) and is the worse possible thing I can think of that could happen to someone. What is it? Dying alone. Just the thought of someone not having anyone with them when their time comes fills me up. I wont dwell because it really does upset me, even more so when I think of people who have lost contact with their family. I don't want to bring you down either so moving swiftly on...

Why I would be good at this job.

I really do care about people, about their lives and about making sure that their wishes are honoured even after death.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

Well, other than the obvious death thing, I suppose...group bookings?

So, this has been really depressing! I am so sorry, no...wait..please don't go! Lets see if we can't rescue this post with a happy thought/quote or joke! I'll start us off...

This is a true story!

A fair few years ago, after I finished university, I decided to take a trip to visit a friend who had been taking a year out on work experience. She had been working on a Kibbutz in Israel. We decided that I would meet her in Tel Aviv, spend a week travelling around Israel and then go to Jordan and Egypt and return to Israel to fly home. I booked my flight and was looking forward to 4 weeks of adventure. It was 4 weeks full of adventure and I have sooooo many stories that I could bore you all to tears. Why so many? I am a self-confessed naive klutz with an internal compass that only goes left and who you can't take anywhere. I have an older sister and she decided that she would come out for the Israel part of the trip.

Israel is a beautiful country and I absolutely loved it, we were constantly on the go the whole time but we saw a lot and it was great.  About halfway through the trip we decided to leave Jerusalem and head to Tiberius (very highly populated and commercial but was the one place that both me and my sister could have stayed forever). Now, we all had large rucksacks with our stuff in and the worse part of backpacking is lugging your luggage from one place to the next. Armed with instructions from people who had done the trip previously, we hired a taxi to take us. The hostel we were going to try and stay at (none were booked in advance) was off of the main road through the town. So we knew to get out somewhere along the main road and it wouldn't be far. We arrived in Tiberius around 5pm and the street was busy, it is lined with cafes with tables outside (the perks of being a hot climate) and all were full. The three of us, were so happy to be out of a car that we jumped out and grabbed our rucksacks, strapped them on and off we went. Who cares if we looked like tourists and stood out like a sore thumb? Not us! We had the sweaty windswept look down pat. 

We are walking down the street chatting and laughing and start to pass what appeared to be the busiest, noisiest, most happening cafe on the street. We are smiling, laughing, taking it all in and really enjoying the smells and sounds of the town and then it happened...I tripped, lurched forward, tried to stay on my feet by leaning backwards, totally forgot I was carrying a 70lb rucksack and over I went! Landed on my back in the doorway no less, of said Cafe. It would have been OK, accept I couldn't get up, my arms and legs were flailing around all over the place like in a game of dead ants - my sister and friend were no use, they were doubled over, tears streaming down their faces, pitifully holding out a hand each to help me, a hand that they were struggling to hold up! Eventually, without their help, I crawled up. In true Brit fashion I apologised to the Cafe owner and customers and we went on our merry way - the ten yards that were left to our Hostel and I survived to suffer many more tripping offences.

Tits Up!! and bonus post.

Ok, T is for Tits Up! Because that is what happened to my K blog when scheduling messed up and deleted it. Well, I mentioned to a friend to read the K post and it ended up being waffle instead, so as a bonus here it is in all its...ahem...glory! Don't worry, I kept it short.

K is for ...

Why this job?

I don’t know what made me choose Kickboxer, yes there aren’t that many other careers beginning with K but what about something less aggressive like Kindergarten teacher? Maybe there are a few kindergarten teachers who might disagree with me on that one, But I think my interest in the sport stems from a juvenile infatuation with the film Bloodsport! Yes, that great classic starring the Oscar winning actor Jean-claude Van Damme. What?! He didn’t win an Oscar for that!!! There is no justice. I don’t know what sold it for me, whether it was the blood, the near death, the  hairy biker bloke or those splits he did but that film was (for a while) my go to movie. I used to dream of winning an underground kickboxing tournament.

Why I would be good at this job.

I never give up even when I am beaten.

I have a high pain threshold.

I like hot weather.

I like hairy bikers! lol

Why I wouldn’t be good at this job.

I can’t kickbox.

I can’t do the splits.

I never wear sleeveless tops.

I think its quite obvious that this is going to be one of those dreams that remains a dream unaccomplished. But maybe I could join a class? Is anyone a martial arts expert? What key characteristics would I really need to do this? 

p.s don't forget to check out the letter 'T' post, just use the menu in the left hand side or go back to older post. Thank you!

p.p.s When I said Left hand side...I meant the other left, doh! right hand side.

T is for...

I feel that I need to add a disclaimer from this point onwards, and that is that I am suffering from Blogging Burnout. Not from writing the posts, as most were done before the start, but keeping up with checking out new ones and commenting...so I am taking this opportunity to implore to you (those people who read this!) please, please, please recommend any great blogs or blog posts of note to me (see page 'Recommended Blogs' and I will  add to my recommends. I think its the best way to do it, I have tried to be fair and visited blogs directly after me, at the start and at the end and also those with interesting blog names, but I still have so many to get through. There are some people out there who haven't been getting the attention they deserve (check out those post 1500) and the best thing we can do is pool our resources. So lets get recommending! Now back to the blog writing...ooh! my head hurts!...

Why this job?

Do you remember Life Coaching? Well, I think this is similar. A therapist in terms of listening to people. I do like to listen, it may  be strange to those who only know me as a chatterbox but I do like to listen. I think everyone deserves to be heard and sometimes talking to a stranger is much more helpful than someone that you know. I don't know anyone who has ever been to a therapist. Its not commonplace here. I do often wonder how great it might be to waffle on to someone else and then I realise I am blogging and it helps.  But if I could help someone by simply being there, and listening and maybe with the odd prompt, that sounds like a great job to me.

Why I would be good at this.

I have a lot of friends from a variety of backgrounds and I think this helps me to relate to people on all levels. I have always been quite at ease and approachable. I am very patient and I am a good listener.

Why I wouldn't be good at this.

I always want to work out some kind of solution, and some people just want to talk they don't actually want solutions. I might not be patient if the person was talking about petty issues, or what I might deem petty. I feed off of peoples energy and so if they were very depressed or sad or angry it may reflect in my behaviour. I get the giggles at all the wrong moments.

I know there are some therapists out there. What key skills do you think that you have that make you good at your job? Are there other aspects of the role that aren't purely listening, that I may not have considered?

As a special, its my first day back to work after my break to NYC, how about some musical therapy...


Corinne Bailey Rae - Trouble Sleeping

She even mentions 'therapy'!


TLC- Unpretty

Monsters Calling Home - Fight to Keep (I stumbled unexpectedly into this band and they are pretty great,this is their latest song.)

The lead singer does a pretty cool cover of Damien Rice's Delicate too.

I could carry on, but what is your favourite music therapy, is there a band, song, piece that always helps?

S is for...

Why do I want to be a singer?

I want to be able to sing as opposed to being a recording artist. I used to work with someone and she was married to a musician and she always said she could sing. She was originally from Wales (and all welsh people can sing, right?) and so I believed her, when I asked why she didnt sing she replied that she enjoyed singing for herself. Once she let me listen to a recording she had made. All I can say is 'Wow!' she could really sing. her voice didnt sound anything like her speaking voice and I have since seen video of her singing and yes, that is definitely her voice.  At lot of people on these talent shows talk about how they love to sing and they want to share their gift with the world. She could sing and was happy to keep it to herself. Over time though she has begun singing more and more. I often wonder what changed. Was it a lack of confidence that made her not want to share her voice with others? But her personality would say otherwise.  I sing for myself, people tend to be genuinely relieved that I do. I always used to say that I was tone deaf and it is only now that I wonder if it was an excuse for being a bad singer. Surely it is more acceptable if there is not much I can do about it? So I would like to be able to sing, and yes maybe a little part of me would like to occasionally get up on stage or at small local festivals and surprise people with my talent. So...

Why would I be good at this job.

This is always the tough question, and the best reasons that I can come up with are; I really do love to sing, I love music, I would have no problem spending all my time doing this. How could I get bored?

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

Main reason has to be the 'minor' detail that I cant sing or I cant sing well. I am not very good at remembering song words. Late nights! Yes, those late nights are really holding me back for about 50% of these careers. 

In the A post I asked if anyone thought that i could learn to act in 40 years (in order to be Miss Marple) an no-one had an answer for that, so I will ask the question again but of singing? Anyone? I once read a blog post about whether people thought that singing was a talent you were born with or it could be learnt, I cant remember what the outcome was, I vaguely recollect people leaned more to it being an innate ability...which was disappointing not only for me. I would always tell someone that if singing was something they wanted to do then they should, they can learn - I do have this warped idea that you can learn to do anything if you set your mind to it. Do you agree?

One of my all time favourite songs for so many reasons...

and the recorded version that blasts through my headphones as i walk to work.

R is for...

Ok, brace yourselves, you are in for a real treat this lovely Friday in April...what is it?...only the sound of my "sweet" voice! I recorded an intro for my radio show should it ever exist and it won't happen again! But for those who are curious and want to put a sound to these words...here it is!

I could only get it to work if I made it into a YouTube vid. Anyway, back to business people!

Why this job?

My desire to become a radio dj stems from my love of music. I like all varieties (pretty much) and I love new music. I can think of nothing better than listening to music all day and getting paid for it. I understand that there are some other things that you have to do, and admittedly it isnt as easy as I thought. You don't want to know how many attempts it took to get this recorded!

Why I would be good at this job.

I am passionate about music and I would like to believe that I could relay this through my "show". I hate adverts that interrupt songs so you would be guaranteed uninterrupted listening - as much as possible at least.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

Did you even listen to the video?? Really!? The adverts would send me potty, playing the same song over and over because we have to would also drive me slightly mad (madder?).

Do you remember at the beginning of the month, when I was going to be a chef, an event planner, a hotelier, an investigator? and I mentioned that I didn't cope well with late nights...yeah, it seems that this is another one of those jobs that could have me staying up past my bedtime. 

What type of music do you enjoy? I like a lot of artists purely for their lyrics, do you? and if so who and any in particular?

Q is for...

Why this job?

There aren't that many jobs that begin with the letter Q. The first one that came to mind for me was 'Quiz Master'. As much as I love a good quiz, I think it would become quite monotonous after awhile and I have had my fair share of monotonous jobs. Admittedly, a quaintrelle is not exactly a job but in this day and age people (think reality TV stars) make careers out of doing nothing but it sounds so nice.  I consider this more a job than a career, and for me or someone like me this is a challenging prospect. And by someone like me I mean someone who has about 10 items or less in their wardrobe and have had the same 10 items or less for about the last 10 years. Finely dressed might be a stretch but co-ordinating an outfit with accessories and making it look effortless is definitely something I aspire too. I like to use my size an excuse but I always notice bigger women who are dressed well and admire them for having that fashion confidence that I crave. I also think that your fashion sense can tell something about you and I am worried that mine doesn't do me any justice.

Why I would be good at this job.

This is hard to answer. I think my main skill into pulling this off is my ability to act oblivious, followed closely by my ability to turn it all into a big joke if I end up looking more drag than queen. I am a creature of habit, so if I had a system then I would be able to keep with it till forever. I can be creative.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

This is easy to answer. I am indecisive. I always fall back on old favourites. I could find an excuse. I over analyse things, even dress sense. Like most things, the enthusiasm and commitment would be there but if it failed to remain interesting (or ineffective) then I would give up all too easily. Any negative looks, attitudes or questions regarding said attire would put me off. 


Have you a strong fashion sense? Do you have old favourites? How old is the oldest item in your wardrobe? What colour do you feel most confident in? Do you think there is any hope for me?

P is for...

Evening!! I hope you didn't think I had forgotten :o, but from today I will be writing "live" posts! And yes, I am back in the UK.

Why this job?

Thinking of a career that began with the letter 'P' was quite difficult for me. There are so many great P careers. Whilst I was away, I had it in my mind that although I had decided on all the careers for each letter, I had not yet written the letters P to Z. I thought about trying to quickly write it on the flight back but I couldn't remember which career I had gone with. I was stuck..it could have been Psychiatrist  or maybe even Paediatrician. I convinced myself that it wasn't those two. I should say that psychology of course fascinates me - how the mind works, why we are how we are, but as a child from the ages of about 8 until 19, I wanted to be a Paediatrician. But I knew I hadn't chosen these and the only other career I could think of was Puppeteer!! There was a brief spell when I toyed with the idea of the glamorous life of a ventriloquist, so its not such a big jump. So a moment ago when I opened the post to see what I had chosen..I sighed when I saw the career above. A big sigh or maybe a gentle moan, one that is only reserved for those moments when we are reminded of our long lost loves..yes, pottery was something I used to love. Its something that I have wanted to do again but haven't since school. I use the word 'potter' quite loosely because I am not too bothered with throwing pots but more with creating ceramic relief's and sculptures.

Why I would be good at this job.

This is actually quite difficult to define, I think the creative industry is so subjective and particularly when it comes to works of Art or Crafts that there is no write or wrong. That just creating something can be a very personal experience for the artist. I don't pretend to be an artist but I do like to do creative pursuits.I think that some reasons why I might be suited to this job are;

I spent an immeasurable amount of time as a child playing in the mud making mud pies and such,

I like to get messy,

I like to work on my own when making things,

I like to work with my hands,

Its something that I really do enjoy doing a great deal.

Why I would not be good at this job.

I am very much a lets just wing it kind of girl and I am sure that there is an element of planning in the creative process, I remember at school that I used to hate that aspect of art and design, I never wanted to sketch it first I just wanted to jump right in.

I do love to get messy and to make a mess but I hate tidying up so avoidance tends to be my solution.

I get stuck when it comes to deciding what it is exactly I am going to make, I always seem to need a reason to make something as opposed to just making anything. 

Do you want to start an old hobby again? Have you ever been to an adult art class? Is there one painting or piece that you feel a connection with? I have always loved Van Gogh 'The Irises'.

  

O is for...

Why this job?

I am not obsessed with dead people, I don’t see ghosts or anything (well, only the once), but for as long as I can remember I have always read the obituaries in the local newspaper and occasionally in the broadsheets.  I don’t know that I know where this fascination has stemmed from. But I am interested in both the short ones – I tend to compare the ages of people dying  - and also the lengthy ones on the broadsheets that tell you everything and their inside leg measurement. 

Why I would be good at this job.

I love to find out about people, their stories, where they are from, how they came to be the person that they are.

More research! Which if you are visiting for the first time, this is something I rather enjoy :)

I am succint, and like to keep everything short and to the point....you don't believe me? I'm shocked. Work-wise I like to be as succint as possible to avoid confusion among my babbling. Its more professional ;)

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

It could be quite depressing.

I would want to write more than just a few lines, I might value aspects of the persons life that the newspaper editor might think is unnecessary. For example; His favourite colour was red! and he was born in October too - he must have been amazing and Oh my word, he liked mash potato with salad cream!.

I can imagine that it is quite a sad job, something that you could only do in stints of a month or so, I wonder if they work in rotations? It would need to be interspersed with good news, right? Have you ever had to write an obituary? How hard was it? Would you do it again?



please note: I am currently AWOL exploring a little city in the small country referred to as North America. New York beware! I will be back to catch up on April 18th.

N is for...

Why a neurosurgeon?

I have to confess that my desire to be a neurosurgeon stemsfrom my desire for power. Ok, well I am not exactly pwer hungry but whatattracts me to this career is the position of respect and subsequent power thatcomes with it. How intelligent must I be to do this? How trustworthy must I beto do this? I would literally hold people lives in my hands and their brains.

Why would I be good at this job.

I am interested in the sciences and like to think that Ihave an aptitude for it (Physics grad, don’t you know!)

I like people – remember?

I want to help others in my chosen career (honourable or cheesy?You decide).

The brain and how it works does completely fascinate me andso I would be very passionate about it.

I don’t mind blood and gore, I like watching operations onTV. Or rather, if they’re on TV I will watch them, I can’t say I ever look forthem though.

I always wear a coat, and I mean ALWAYS, whether it is -4 or45degrees Celsius – a white one would be ok.

I can remain calm under pressure.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

I have a terrible memory and I think that this might causeproblems, during consultations and surgery and things..and when trying to passsexams.

As much as it is an almost god-like career – I know I wouldn’tlike that responsibility.

Long hours! – and we are back to the age old excuse of minethat I don’t like late nights.

I probably wouldn’t handle bad news very well.

Anyone who has a jobin the medical profession are amazing people, much better people than I am, andthey do an amazing job. No questions today just an opportunity to showappreciation for people we know who do these difficult jobs everyday.



please note: I am currently AWOL exploring a little city in the small country referred to as North America. New York beware! I will be back to catch up on April 18th.

M is for...

Why this job?

Quite frankly, who doesnt want this job? If this is your job then I bow down to your greatness. 

Why I would be good at this job.

I love to watch films, love love love it. I will watch almost all genres except Horror. I love to watch the same actor in a variety of roles. I never get bored. I don't mind repeats.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

I love to be entertained, so acting doesnt need to be life changing, storyline doesnt need to make me think and comedy doesnt have to be side splitting. So I could have a lot of controversial ratings. 

Do you think your opinions of movies are completely independent or do you sometimes find yourself rating a film better if you really enjoyed another film by the same director or with the same actors? Who is your favourite 'unexplained' actor? For example, I love Adam Sandler and I cant explain why, I don't find him all that funny, his voice is monotone and he isn't exactly  a pretty boy - but if he is in the film I will watch it.



please note: I am currently AWOL exploring a little city in the small country referred to as North America. New York beware! I will be back to catch up on April 18th.

L is for...

Why this job?

I am drawn to this because I spend a lot of time fulfililng this role for my friends, I listen to them, guide them, help them ask themselves questions of themselves and untimately help them identify the next steps they need to take in order to achieve an ambition.  They in turn provide me with this service, so win-win.

Why I would be good at this job.

Someone to listen, to be objective, to be supportive and present you with options, goals and positivity.

Why I wouldn't be good at this job.

I myself think that a life coach is expected to live a dream existence, a life trimmed in gold with nothing but joyous occasion after joyous occasion. And this is where my downfall lies, I dont have a dream job, or a successful career and my life isnt all neat and tidy and organised to within an inch of itself. But other than that....haha!


Are you a life coach? Do you enjoy it? Have you ever had a really negative client who made it almost impossible for you to help?


please note: I am currently AWOL exploring a little city in the small country referred to as North America. New York beware! I will be back to catch up on April 18th.

K is for...

Katy cannot believe it! I am at the airport and thought I would check that my post for today was up. Everyday of the challenge my posts have been scheduled as I wrote A to Q before April started. And everyday it has gone ok, now today I find my post has done a runner. I guess it wasn't happy with the responsibility of blogging alone. So my nice post on why I would make a great kick boxer, yes, you read that right, kick boxer is no more. :( My memory is terrible and I can vaguely recollect something about...nope, I can't vaguely recollect anything! So what do I do? Quickly write another one whilst I sit here in the departure longe? But what about the people watching? I always think I recognise people in airports, not in the sense of; oh! Look, that's Jenny from work but more oh! Look!, that person looks like someone but I don't know who but maybe a bit like George clooney crossed with my friends dad but taller, and less grey and more portly and...actually maybe I just recognise the jacket! Kind of way. So..please bear with me and tomorrow's (which I won't check) "should" work. If it doesn't just make something up, pop into my comments on my last post that did work your suggestions for a great career starting with the relevant letter. Ok, I should stop with the waffling :) Have a great weekend and I will respond to any comments when I get back :) U If you do comment in the next hour you may just get a reply right now. Pulling out all the stops to make up for missing post.

Start spreading the news...

...I'm leaving today, I'm gonna be a part of it New York, New York! lol

The day has finally come around and I head off the airport hotel later today and fly early tomorrow, so it will be lunch in NYC.

Last chance to recommend stuff, best place for lunch? What would you do first? Any good stitchy stash shops?

I promise I will be stitching when I get back as I want to make something's for the Queens Jubilee :D

Wishing you all happy stitching days!

Kate x

J is for...

Jabberwocky!

Hello Everyone!

Today's post is going to be a shock to the system as I am abandoning my usual challenge format, but fear not it will be back to business as usual from the letter K.

Firstly, I would just like to say a 'thank you' and a 'I am looking forward to getting to know you' to all my followers and those who have commented too.  If any of you are wondering what I am likely to be blogging about after the challenge finishes (from May onwards) then check out my about me page (see tab at top).

Secondly, Can you believe that it is almost the half-way point? It has gotten quite quiet of late, but I think that is because everyone is getting into the swing of things and having a good mosey around all the blogs. I have struggled the last couple of days to look at new blogs but I am going to be surfing the links after I finish this post. I have found that a really good way to get to some great blogs is to have recommendations, so if any of you have some blogs that you think are worth mentioning, then please let me know - I would hate to miss them out and, seeing as I started this blog as a way to find new blogs that would provide inspiration, I will be posting some links at the end of the challenge of some of those new inspiring blogs I mention. 

Thirdly, the reason for this non-career based entry...I am going to be on auto-blog for the next 6 days and will respond to comments on my return, I hope you will still comment if you have the chance or the inclination. The reason I will be on auto-blog is I am off to regain my independence...well, sort of...

What's that I hear you cry?...Where am I going?..

I am going to spend 5 days in New York City! 

Its my first time in the US and I am quite excited and anxious about it all, I am going alone and I know no-one (at least not in NYC). I have met two Americans (in person) before although one was born in the UK, moved to LA as a child and then returned in her 20s and the other was from California but was married to an English woman and had lived in the UK for 15 years. So it is all new to me, and I do have a small fear of tall buildings (WTF?!) and I have heard rumours that there are a couple in NYC! ;) lol

Anyway, it is quite possible that you are reading this and I am scurrying around doing some last minute packing, but I leave you with this poem...mainly because I love the word Jabberwocky and think I talk a lot of it!

"Jabberwocky"

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“

”

from Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There(1872).

Thanks for stopping by!! Kate :D