It has been a little over a month since I have written any fiction. Not a word. But I am getting back on that proverbial horse.
A little over a month ago, I was offered a half time job by a friend, and I took it. Thus a third, part-time career was born. I am writing words for a small, local, moderate political organization. It fits me politically pretty well (I’m an unabashed Liberal, but a registered Republican), and there is a desperate need here in Kansas for anyone with a modicum of sense to speak out. I am encouraging people to be getting on that. I write for our social media properties (see, jargon!) and also “craft” our marketing message. And I’ll be blogging once we get our new website up.
So, you know, getting paid to write!
And even if it isn’t getting paid to write my fiction, I do get to put words together, and that part has been fun.
I’m here to do this. I quit my modest but better-than-this paying job to write fiction. And this past month, I have not done that. It’s been the usual cocktail of work I want to do, work I’m not sure I want to do, personal motivation issues, Life Stuff To Do, and now Job that Must Be Done.
I am up, and I am at ’em. And it is five in the freakin’ morning.
And I am writing.