Oh bless you, Keris, my stomach churned on your behalf when I read this (your part I mean). It's a horrible situation to be in, isn't it? Unlike you I have absolutely zero positivity and couldn't 'spin' it even if I had something with batteries to help do the spinning. I admire the resolve you've already shown in spreading your talents (oh God, that didn't come out the way I intended). Money is a horrible, horrible thing and the person who invented it should be kicked in the balls because it was bound to have been a bloke (is that sexist?). We should all still be trading our surplus stuff or creative stuff or brainy stuff with other things we need simply to survive, because nobody needs seven empty notebooks no matter how shiny their covers. I have no solutions because I'm in a similar pickle - although I'm fortunate to have a grown up child who lets me have a room in her house. If I was in the position I was in four years ago (second divorce, no job, ex fleecing me for half of everything) I'd say let's combine our resources and open up that second hand bookshop-cum-bakery by the sea that we've always dreamed of (well, half of us has).
If you still have contacts in the publishing world, have you thought about memoir? I ask because I've been submitting the beginnings of my own to agents who-because it counts as non-fic-only ask for a sample of the work and a summary of what the remainder will be about. I have a feeling that with the storied life you've thus far led, and your engaging prose, it would be a winner!
I do have a memoir idea, actually, but obviously that would take time too. But thank you! And, yes, it's all pretty stressful and overwhelming, isn't it? xx
Oh bless you, Keris, my stomach churned on your behalf when I read this (your part I mean). It's a horrible situation to be in, isn't it? Unlike you I have absolutely zero positivity and couldn't 'spin' it even if I had something with batteries to help do the spinning. I admire the resolve you've already shown in spreading your talents (oh God, that didn't come out the way I intended). Money is a horrible, horrible thing and the person who invented it should be kicked in the balls because it was bound to have been a bloke (is that sexist?). We should all still be trading our surplus stuff or creative stuff or brainy stuff with other things we need simply to survive, because nobody needs seven empty notebooks no matter how shiny their covers. I have no solutions because I'm in a similar pickle - although I'm fortunate to have a grown up child who lets me have a room in her house. If I was in the position I was in four years ago (second divorce, no job, ex fleecing me for half of everything) I'd say let's combine our resources and open up that second hand bookshop-cum-bakery by the sea that we've always dreamed of (well, half of us has).
If you still have contacts in the publishing world, have you thought about memoir? I ask because I've been submitting the beginnings of my own to agents who-because it counts as non-fic-only ask for a sample of the work and a summary of what the remainder will be about. I have a feeling that with the storied life you've thus far led, and your engaging prose, it would be a winner!
I do have a memoir idea, actually, but obviously that would take time too. But thank you! And, yes, it's all pretty stressful and overwhelming, isn't it? xx