How to apply for an Arts Job

Attention struggling artistes! You may not necessarily want it but most of us need a job to support our creative selves. Personally, I’m finding the isolation of writing full-time a real incentive to keep applying for part-time jobs. (Actually, since I wrote this post I’ve decided to study creative writing full-time so job hunting is kind of on-hold for me – but please, don’t let me deter you!) And, of course, if we’re going to work, an arts-related job is the ideal.

Last month, I went to the Wheeler Centre where Writers Victoria director Kate Larsen gave a seminar on this very topic. I’ve summarised her pearls of wisdom here:

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Kate Larsen, Director Writers Victoria

 

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Ring them up if there’s a contact person and ask a question. This separates you from the pack. If you don’t have a question, make up a reasonably intelligent question and call anyway. If it’s a small organisation you might even actually speak to the person who will be doing the hiring so you’re getting in early with a chance to make a good impression.

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A thesis on periods – bloody hell!

Hello Dear Readers,

I was lost in outer space on the planet Zoob and hence no blogging – forgive me?

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A prize for the reader who finds the planet Zoob 

 

But now I’m back, with news. Erm, no – publishing contract of my dreams has not fallen into my inbox – BUT I’ve decided to put my nose to the grindstone and return to study. Yep, Honours in Creative Writing. At Deakin. On, wait for it… depictions of menstruation in children’s fiction.

I know – bloody hell, right?

But the thing is, I read an awful lot of children’s literature and do girls of around that age 11-13 – I’m talking character girls here, not real girls – do they menstruate? – virtually never! What does this mean? Are periods too icky to write about? Do they indicate sexual maturation – is that the problem? Because, the thing is, it’s normal and it happens to every girl – sooner or later.

My work-in-progress, provisionally titled Mateless, Dateless and Hairy, is ‘a pubes and all’ take on puberty – and yes, my protagonist will get her period. And it will not be fun or make her part of the gang (thanks Judy Blume) – it will be messy and embarrassing and all the things that we just don’t talk about! So I’ll be talking about that here – a bit – this year. So if blood makes you squeamish, you may need to turn away from time to time but it you like pondering feminist issues – and I believe this is one – stay tuned

A short play!

12 x 12Another notch in the literary bed-post! Drum-roll…

Saturday night my short play Mummy, Mummy, Mummy was performed at the Potato Shed. This little play had a very long genesis. Way back when I was recovering from post-natal depression, a friend and I applied to our local council for a grant to write a play on er, PND. We were successful! And then, what with life and illness and children and attempting (and failing) to collaborate, I am ashamed to admit that we ended up giving the grant back!

Yes, I can hear all you writers throwing up right now – and I’m sorry, but you know, sometimes life happens. Anyway, at the time I started writing something on my own – the team work thing for one reason or another didn’t really come together. And that something was the short play that was performed on Saturday night.

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