Undertow
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Senator Jack said:Um, because I need money to live and write the next book? They don't get that. I didn't learn my craft by writing part-time at night. I wrote and rewrote on the average of six days per week for the last eight years. For the last two years, I've lived on savings just so I could get the novel finished and have one under my belt. It's a damn long hard process, and with the savings gone, I need a publisher to say, 'Here's fifty grand. Write the next one.' Yeah, I want to be successful. Maybe not wildly successful, but enough to let me do what I love for a living.
God, that's good to hear! I mean really, I'd slap you on the back and buy you a drink if I could.
I can't tell you how many times I've either been ridiculed or, at the very least, winked at by someone who says, "You're a smart young man, why are you so lazy that you can't get a better job?" I've tried extremely hard to balance money with writing, and as a result I've suffered on both fronts. I work somewhere I dislike (read hate), doing a menial task, making little more than middle wages just in order that I have the freedom to take an entire weekend and write; or to show up to work with only 2 hours of sleep after editing a chapter; or to take a few days off during the week no questions in order to wrap up a charachter profile.
I could care less if I'm the worst writer that's walked this Earth; I have a passion for the stuff and working a menial office job doesn't equal out to a career in my eyes. I'd rather be writing!