The economy – as you may have heard – is in the toilet. Layoff rates have hit, and perhaps exceeded, 8.7%. It’s not something that I ever wanted to affect my blog, but in April, I joined the ranks of the unemployed.
I moved to Los Angeles in September 2007, and worked as a bookkeeper at a talent agency in Venice. After about a year, I found a job that paid better, had benefits, and offered the stability that I just hadn’t had at the talent agency. I left for the better position, and six months later, I was blindsided when they laid me off due to budgetary concerns.
The last month has been a whirlwind of activity. Watching my shrinking bank account (the move to Los Angeles was a significant move for me, and I didn’t have a whole lot when I got here), watching May 1 roll ever-closer and not know how I was going to be able to make rent.
So here I sit, still unemployed and not sure where I’ll be living two weeks from now. That has, naturally, cut into my baseball-watching, and by proxy my blogging.
Writing, be it by blog or otherwise, has always been an escape for me. A luxury. But right now, when I desperately need the escape, I can’t mentally justify any luxury. Eventually, I’ll bounce back. In the meantime, I probably won’t be writing as much, and I apologize for that. I’m not self-important enough to think anyone relies on my blog for insight or anything like that, but I really look forward to the conversations that emerge as a result of my writing. A sense of community that I really need right now, but feel guilty for utilizing.
It is to be hoped that I will bounce back sooner than later. Until that time, expect my blogging to take a massive dip.