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another day, another dime. hopefully.
update on the missing balance on the quilt... i got an email that said she put the wrong zip code on it and its coming back to her. when she gets it she will overnight it. i cant help but give people the benefit of the doubt... besides, what else can i do? drive to where she's at and beat her about the face and shoulders?
not only that, she and her husband just broke up, and WTF, if the truth be known, if she never paid me i probably wouldnt say a thing. been there, done that, but couldnt afford the lousy t-shirt, know what i mean?
money. *sigh* i'm not fond of it, which is good because i dont have any. it used to crack me up when i heard one of my friends talk about having no money. no money to one friend meant she couldnt get her pedicure. no money to another one meant she had to cut corners to afford her vacation to the caribbean. (!)
no money means paying the phone bill with a twenty, a ten, two ones, and five quarters with nothing left over. no money means no bank account of any kind. no money means shopping in the reduced meat section. no money means getting two quarter pounders at mickey d's and splitting them three ways as a treat. no money means having movie night at home with one of the videos you've borrowed from mom.
anyway. im not whining, truly i am not. i have been poor all my life and poor doesnt scare me. well, it makes me a little nervous sometimes but i have come to the conclusion the more you have, the more you have to do. the more you have, the more you have to lose. all that shit runs off you like a battery, draining you and making you a slave to your possesions. not only that, to pay for all that stuff you have to work at a job no matter what... whether you like it or not. ive done that (sometimes two or three jobs at a time) and im not doing it anymore.
all i want is enough to pay the bills and feed the girls, with maybe french fries once in awhile to go with the quarter pounders... or maybe a quarter pounder for EACH of us.
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spent the entire day yesterday researching markets (what a total pain in my ass) and sending stuff out. today, more of the same until i get the deposit on tuffy's quilt, then i will finish that. i also need to fit in some writing time, more research (the Bridget thing is rumbling around in my head) and some correspondance i havent gotten to yet.
marketing your work takes up more time than anything else, i'm finding. to me, sometimes my pieces seem so esoteric i have no idea where they will fit. some of them are mainstream (like the one i sold) but some of them are not ( like In The Blue ) and i have no idea where to send them. in addition to the, markets for short stories seem to have been drying up... i did find some sites for short fiction, micro fiction and thus and such, but pay aint all that.
oh well, if i did it for the money i wouldnt be doing it. didnt we already have this discussion?
i stand by the choices i have made.
update on the missing balance on the quilt... i got an email that said she put the wrong zip code on it and its coming back to her. when she gets it she will overnight it. i cant help but give people the benefit of the doubt... besides, what else can i do? drive to where she's at and beat her about the face and shoulders?
not only that, she and her husband just broke up, and WTF, if the truth be known, if she never paid me i probably wouldnt say a thing. been there, done that, but couldnt afford the lousy t-shirt, know what i mean?
money. *sigh* i'm not fond of it, which is good because i dont have any. it used to crack me up when i heard one of my friends talk about having no money. no money to one friend meant she couldnt get her pedicure. no money to another one meant she had to cut corners to afford her vacation to the caribbean. (!)
no money means paying the phone bill with a twenty, a ten, two ones, and five quarters with nothing left over. no money means no bank account of any kind. no money means shopping in the reduced meat section. no money means getting two quarter pounders at mickey d's and splitting them three ways as a treat. no money means having movie night at home with one of the videos you've borrowed from mom.
anyway. im not whining, truly i am not. i have been poor all my life and poor doesnt scare me. well, it makes me a little nervous sometimes but i have come to the conclusion the more you have, the more you have to do. the more you have, the more you have to lose. all that shit runs off you like a battery, draining you and making you a slave to your possesions. not only that, to pay for all that stuff you have to work at a job no matter what... whether you like it or not. ive done that (sometimes two or three jobs at a time) and im not doing it anymore.
all i want is enough to pay the bills and feed the girls, with maybe french fries once in awhile to go with the quarter pounders... or maybe a quarter pounder for EACH of us.
***
spent the entire day yesterday researching markets (what a total pain in my ass) and sending stuff out. today, more of the same until i get the deposit on tuffy's quilt, then i will finish that. i also need to fit in some writing time, more research (the Bridget thing is rumbling around in my head) and some correspondance i havent gotten to yet.
marketing your work takes up more time than anything else, i'm finding. to me, sometimes my pieces seem so esoteric i have no idea where they will fit. some of them are mainstream (like the one i sold) but some of them are not ( like In The Blue ) and i have no idea where to send them. in addition to the, markets for short stories seem to have been drying up... i did find some sites for short fiction, micro fiction and thus and such, but pay aint all that.
oh well, if i did it for the money i wouldnt be doing it. didnt we already have this discussion?
i stand by the choices i have made.
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