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the unemployment diaries of kc orcutt

A collection of work from June to September 2013


Writer’s Statement In June, I was unexpectedly laid off from both of my paid writing positions. As an attempt to adapt while also remaining productive, I bought a blank notebook and declared it The Unemployment Diaries. Because no one wants to hear me talk about it.

All words & photos Š 2013 KC Orcutt


jobs i’ve held over the years: a shit ton.


here i sit blank-staring at the empty space of my new calendar {losing my job in one weeks time} lets face it: this is not looking so good.


this is a lesson in impermanence. r e m i n d e r s the best is yet to come, for you are young. for we are all young. as quickly as it begun, it’s over now. don’t dwell, what’s done is done. you’ve been taught to ask yourself the question ‘what now, what’s next’ --- so ask yourself, ‘what now, what’s next?’


feels like i’m waiting for the next chapter to begin instead of simply just beginning.


that time i read somewhere, “the money is always there, just the pockets change.�


IN TRANSIT i’m becoming one of those people who cringes at skin-to-skin touches maybe it’s indifference, or nervousness of the unknown. my mind elsewhere and focusing on numbers the numbers don’t lie and they are telling me no (as they have been) how many days and times and figures until the cards dip into my favor (will they ever) i know what i want and what i need to do but, there’s always something. how to ignore the voices in my head and remember any move a move forward.


dis·sat·is·fac·tion

tunnel vision into uncertainty i’m getting better and better at not listening at sleeping in at staying up late at being discouraged but pings of stubbornness rattle my bones and this time, it’s a bit different it feels different, i see it differently i could make it work new levels of sacrifice to explore burning desire in my calves after a long days aimless walk talking to everyone about the same damn thing over and over again i need out i want out the signs, the times, the challenges ahead wearing me out like never before uninspired where i sit until i think of what’s ahead feeling boring gets old and i crave something new, for the sake of new even if its nostalgia disguised it just hasn’t happened, yet i feel so wise if not now, then when how can i tell if i never begin


Your past is just a story and once you realize this, it has no power o v e r y o u


sometimes the people don’t change, just the circumstances do.


there are {so why

a change but

places am i

of

scenery who’s

i could not on

could

be to

be my

a

good

going way}

thing say


listening to my own voice has gotten me this far, so far.


{ this is more for me, than for you } it’s for my own good. i keep saying it. mantras can’t fill your wallet or pay your rent but i keep saying, this is going to be good for me. it’s going to be good for me.


my fake city backyard, with its fire escapes and deceiving depth. dying green grass still growing against the odds. like lighting citranola candles in the daytime, just because you can, not because you know why.

quiet. still. restless. no one will bother you, everyone is too busy to notice you, sitting there with your back against the wall but still you must notice and recognize - the potential lies in the days ahead.


i’m not good at this. any of this. never have been and don’t anticipate change better at saying the first, wrong thing and dealing with consequences later i’m going to be the one to throw the brick because it’s weight is heavy in my hand and i have to do something. history has shown that silence breeds chaos and that ships will sail or ships will sink guess it all depends on how you think i’m held captive in your mind on my own time uncertain and unamused, but already ignited by no fault but a modern assumption of fate’s this is how it’s going to be nothing according to plan but that’s nothing new consider that as you consider me, map in hand and eyes to the horizon.


until next time.

Unemployment Diaries  

A collection of original writing and photography by KC Orcutt.

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