I gave serious thought, or what passes for it in my instance, to calling this little piece of the ether, Career Day at the Asylum. I'll tell why I chose The Rogue Chef in a minute.
Joseph Carey (my third person doesn't come off nearly as imperious as that of some professional jocks) is embarked on his second career...er...make that third...er...fourth...Let me go out and come in the door again.
Joseph Carey is embarked on his - let's just make this an even dozen - twelfth career.
Table of Contents:
1. Flunky in a bakery in first, Evansville, then, Richmond, Indiana.
2. Flunky in a baby casket factory in Richmond, Indiana.
4. Bartender (simultaneous with number 3 - I was ambi-careered in college).
5. Line cook and pizza delivery boy (more or less simultaneous with no's 3 and 4).
6. Military journalist and combat photographer.
Actually, I worked for a couple of different newspapers. They were quite different from each other. Here's the first: Tropic Lightning News and here's the second: Vietnam GI
7. Intern with The American Friends Service Committee. I ran a draft-counseling center.
8. Free-lance photographer (very ephemeral career).
9. Songwriter (even more ephemeral).
10. Chef - this one actually lasted a few years.
11. Culinary arts instructor - this one lasted a lotta years.
12. Writer. (I was practicing for this one all along).
I could have tossed in anti-war activist and columnist for a small weekly newspaper, too.
Have you ever noticed how most writers have done a lot of different things? If they'd ever
achieved any real success at them they wouldn't be writers now, would they?
In 2007 I decided I wanted to retire from actual work and be a writer. I've been at it for about a year now.