Thursday, February 12, 2004
Today is one of those days. Any day that I am forced to pay bills is one of those days. It's not pretty.

If I don't start to earn more money writing, I will be forced to go back to work. The thought of that makes me ill. It is one of those days where I can't see another way out.

I am amazed that it has lasted as long as it has. It is pretty amazing to cut your income by two thirds and still be able to make it. I have been very lucky so far. Every time I think I just won't be able to do it anymore something comes up to save me. Sooner or later I fear my luck will run out. It is looking more like sooner than later.

I still have some work at home doing internet research, but every time I drop work off I hold my breath until more is given to me. There are no guarantees that when a project is finished that a new one will be there in its place. Every time I leave with more work in my hands I say a little thank you, "Oh yes, at least I have two more weeks at home!"

I feel like I'm playing the lottery, but with a very small prize.

I am stuck. I know there are thousands of magazines out there, but I don't seem to be having any luck finding the right ones. I need some hits, and I need them fast. I want this all to work out, but on days like this it is easy to have doubts.

The hardest part is that it is out of my control. I can write the best damn article ever, but I have no control over when or if it will ever be published. And the way my luck has been in that department I'd say my odds aren't too good.

I live for good news days, and I need some today. What I need is for my inbox to fill up with responses: "We are going to publish your article, and pay you LOTS!" I don't think it is asking for a lot. Even one would do it for me. So if the powers that be are listening today I would really like some help. Thanks.
posted by Kelly @ 2/12/2004 02:35:00 PM  
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