Wigtown Poetry Competition

Wel, I guess I didn't win a prize at the Wigtown poetry competition. Shame, I could use a serious injection of cash now. We have no money, less than no money and writing pay so very, very little. I've been looking for a permanent job in the arts administration side but nothing doing. I just got another rejection this morning. Being rejected is part and parcel of writing and I suppose I'm use to it. They're rejecting a piece of work as being unsuitable (or not good enough) but being rejected for a job is rejecting me as a person and it's very depressing. I suppose I have to go to agencies now, maybe temping. Yuck.