I have spent the last three years teaching Theater at a wonderful school. In May I faced the dual traumas of my core group of actors graduating and not getting my contract renewed. Not a shock that the Arts took major hit when the budget was cut.
I spent most of the summer keeping my fingers crossed that theatrical miracle would occur while trying to liquidate my best friends assets. (He died last year and I have been putting off going through and disposing of his things.)
The Kid was also wrapping things up to move to NYC.
I have been planning for a long time to get my act together and give freelance writing a try, so I applied for a few jobs through Odesk.
I was hired for my first job the day before The Kid left. I think meeting my first deadlines kept me from curling up in the fetal position whilst eating cheetos and watching Crime Drama.
I am finally to a point that I can gauge how long it will take me to meet deadlines, etc.
Right now I’m waiting for a the client to give me the newest assignment, so I have time to catch up a bit on other stuff. I have a few spots to fill in on the third draft of my novel. Hoping to get the whole thing edited and together for ebook at the end of the month.
Meanwhile, I’m alternating writing at the library and at Starbucks because it’s just too damn hot to write at home in the afternoon. It’s been over 100 degrees almost all summer. That, combined with the hurricanes, earthquakes and other madness just reinforces my feeling that the earth is trying to reject us like a bad cow heart.