Feb. 1st, 2006
I hadn't realized I hadn't done an update since my post that I quit my job, which, being one line, wasn't exactly full of details.
So on Jan 6th, I gave notice. My boss took it ok. Yesterday was my last day. I do not have a job lined up, although eventually I will probably have to get something part time. Maybe in a library, maybe doing something else - goddess only knows. ;)
The plan is to start writing my "non-fiction" column again, only with an aim to getting published. Either as a collection or with a carrier, something like Dave Barry or Dan Savage does. I'm also going to be offering workshops and seminar-things, on sexuality and intimacy and so forth. (No, I'm not setting myself up as an expert or a guru, just someone who likes to talk and listen and thinks that generally helps.)
I don't plan to be submitting fiction with an aim to make a living at it - I enjoy writing slash and if I were trying to make it (or a variation thereof) pay the bills, I think I wouldn't enjoy it anymore.
The plan is to take February and March to figure out what I want to do. If I want, at the end of March, I can go back to my old job part-time and do a special project... but I don't want to.
I have no idea what's going to happen on this roller caster ride. I'm scared and thrilled and terrified and ecstatic and happy and sobbing and OH MY FUCKING GOD - what a ride it's going to be!
*lets go of the bar and screams*
So on Jan 6th, I gave notice. My boss took it ok. Yesterday was my last day. I do not have a job lined up, although eventually I will probably have to get something part time. Maybe in a library, maybe doing something else - goddess only knows. ;)
The plan is to start writing my "non-fiction" column again, only with an aim to getting published. Either as a collection or with a carrier, something like Dave Barry or Dan Savage does. I'm also going to be offering workshops and seminar-things, on sexuality and intimacy and so forth. (No, I'm not setting myself up as an expert or a guru, just someone who likes to talk and listen and thinks that generally helps.)
I don't plan to be submitting fiction with an aim to make a living at it - I enjoy writing slash and if I were trying to make it (or a variation thereof) pay the bills, I think I wouldn't enjoy it anymore.
The plan is to take February and March to figure out what I want to do. If I want, at the end of March, I can go back to my old job part-time and do a special project... but I don't want to.
I have no idea what's going to happen on this roller caster ride. I'm scared and thrilled and terrified and ecstatic and happy and sobbing and OH MY FUCKING GOD - what a ride it's going to be!
*lets go of the bar and screams*