Writerly Gooderly

Doing some stuff tonight that’s a lot like writing… like, uh, I’m a writer or something.

For some reason, I don’t feel that writing copy for an insurance website all day really counts. But oh boy, my brain does. My brain is tired of insurance writing, and resume writing, and now book writing, oh my.

I hate to tell my brain that in order to continue to find some measure of financial security – and in order to get a car (let alone all the other stuff that comes after that) – I’m going to need to pick up some freelance jobs here real quick, too.

Oh, man, my brain hurt just typing that.

The writing life isn’t terribly romantic. Mainly, it means non-stop work in your chosen profession.

It just so happens you actually like your profession.

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