I love living in North Carolina. I really do, even when it gets over 100 degrees and so humid that as soon as you step outside, you’re sweating and batting away thousands of mosquitoes. I love my (not so little anymore) rural town, even when I get stuck on the road behind slow-moving farm equipment.
But I also hate it. There aren’t that many opportunities here and it’s made worse by our lovely economic situation. The vast majority of publishing jobs can be found in New York City, which is basically the opposite of where I live now: crowded, fast-paced, bitterly cold in the winter, far more expensive, and there’s tons of competition.
I’m very fortunate to have found a remote editorial internship and even though it pays very little, it’s better than many internships in the publishing world, which pay nothing. I’m grateful for the opportunity and it’s giving me some great experience. I love my job and I plan on working hard in the future to achieve my goal of succeeding in publishing.
It would be nice to move to New York City in the future, but since I’ve lived in the South for so long, I’m afraid it would be quite a bit of culture shock. Hmm… definitely something to continue thinking about as time goes on.