I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff-box from an emperor. ~Lord Byron
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Name: Sian
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I've been spending the past month or so feeling absolutely impoverished. And it's not just the fact that my roommate moved out and I haven't found a replacement. It's the fact that I have my dream job. This month I'm meeting and working with about a dozen authors, including a couple that I've read and loved since I was a kid. I want to be where I am. But I'm paid so little that unless I have a roommate, I can't afford a cup of coffee on the side. It's the fact that yesterday there was free pizza at my free writer's group, and woo hoo, good times. And so, I'm debating what to do about this little dilemma.
On the one hand, I absolutely have to have more money. That's not a capitalist-pig, greed issue. That's a food issue. What I have is not enough.
On the other hand, the connections that I'm making with this job are priceless, I love the environment, the people, the... books.
So, I've been thinking about second jobs, except, of course, that the second job would have to work in around the first job. And the first job has really weird, unpredictable hours.
So, what I've come up with is that I have to reduce the number of hours at this job, and make it the second job, if I possibly can without losing all those wonderful authors. And that's what I'm doing, today. I am sending out resumes to see if there's anything I can do real-job wise.
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