The Good & Bad of Writing for Free

I recently read an article about the advantages and disadvantages of writing for free in an expensive and money-hungry world.  The article  started off with a man who was asked to write an article for a publication, sans payment, and this man happened to be a paid writer.  He wrote back saying he would not do such a thing, when his writing was his source of income.  The article goes on to talk about how the average paid writer was able to become said paid writer, because he started out with a bank roll in his pocket.  It’s disheartening to think that the writer’s that make it big are mostly there because they had someone (i.e. mom and dad) paying their bills when they first took that internship in NYC or other expensive city.  The writers who are trying to get into the business without anyone paying their bills will forever have a harder time getting anywhere, because they have to work 40 hours a week to eat, have a hot shower and a roof to sleep under.  When that writer comes home at the end of the day, sleep is the only thing that sounds appealing, not writing a 1,500 word essay to a magazine that won’t pay them for their efforts.  However, newbies in any business know that any acknowledgement of their work is usually worth the effort.  That one free show you perform or short article you write could get you recognized by someone who could get you that dream job.

I’m not exactly in the bank roller class, but I’m not without help if I need it.  It’s a tough position to take a stand on because I don’t want to stereotype all rich kids into being bad writers who only making it because Daddy’s money bought them an internship.  I think writing is a talent anyone can have, rich or poor, but I do agree that it is much harder to move up in the business without knowing somebody who knows somebody.

Then again…there are those random success stories like J.K.Rowling‘s, who was supposedly eating paper for dinner before Harry Potter changed her life.  Hopefully when someone Google’s my name in twenty years, I’ll have a similar story.  Although, if I can keep eating real food over paper, that would be really great.  Fingers crossed.


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City Life as I Know It

I’ve lived in New York City for a few months now; and so far, it isn’t that different from living anywhere else.  I sleep, I eat, I spend money and I try to make enough money to pay the bills.  All things I already did back in St. Louis.  But then every once in a while, as I ride the subway from Queens to Manhattan, or take a cab across the Queensboro Bridge into the city, my stomach does a little dance of excitement to see that city skyline.  And then again to walk the streets at night and look up at the thousands of lights from the buildings rising into the clouds. And of course, the beauty of Central Park, densely packed with huge trees and curving pathways, in the middle of all that concrete, is something I am awed by every time I walk through it.

The stress of life can be overwhelming anywhere, but I have heard all that concrete of city living can weigh down on a girl, and I have noticed that feeling already.  I heard a quote once, that a place is only as good as the people in it.  I think that is just as true in New York, with all its city sparkle; if you don’t have good people to spend down-time with, life is a lot less fun.  So even though I already love this city, I love that I have good people to enjoy my time with as well.  I don’t think anywhere would be a fun place to live, if you were all alone.

Oh, and I am EXTREMELY excited to see the city all dressed up in holiday decorations and SNOW.  I will take the difficult travelling if it means I get to see the city blanketed with snow and glittering Christmas lights. Aaahhh, the holiday season!

Rejection Only Makes You Stronger, Right?

Change is scary; and major changes such as your relationship status or career moves are even scarier.  But doing nothing, living in a way you don’t actually care about or want, I think that’s worse.

I entered a few short stories in writing contests recently.  So far, two have been rejected.  It sucks.  And I SUCK at handling rejection.  When I got those emails, I wanted to stay in bed and eat Snickers Ice Cream Bars for the rest of the month.  But, alas, I did not.  Honestly, I would be pissed if I got fat from a couple of critics telling me my writing sucks.  I’ll get fat on over-priced steaks and loaded baked potatoes after I retire.  But not just yet…

I started two more short stories this past week.  I’ll attach them to my next post, if I finish them.  I have a lot of unfinished stories.  I don’t think any critic could be as hard on me, as I am on myself.  J.K. Rowling was rejected a whole mess of times before Harry Potter was finally picked up; and she isn’t the only writer to go through difficult times.  You can let me know how good/bad my  stories are.  Either way, I plan to keep writing.

Ahhh and so far…New York City is treating me very well! Everyone should visit at least twice.  I say twice because there is so much to see and so much to do, one visit isn’t enough.  Plus, sometimes weather is bad, trains are down, cabbies are rude…but not always.  Two visits will give you a better taste.  And if NYC isn’t the city for you, try another one. Try another country.  After all, you’re only young once, right?

Excitedly Nervous, Nervously Excited

Helloo Internet Folk.


I haven’t posted any random thoughts lately, as I have been extremely busy…deciding to move to New York City!  I have been talking about moving to the Big Apple for about ten years now and I finally have the means to do so.  I’m so excited I could pee and so nervous I could vomit.  It’s a fun mix.  Either way, watch out city slickers, this Midwest chick is about to stir some shit up!


Distracted Comment:  Have you ever watched Mob Wives? I just found the show on Netflix and started watching it.


Cast (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Cracks me up!  These women are nuts!  I ended up Googling all of them and their famous mob relatives and am now fully educated on the mob life of New York City throughout the 20th century.  I dare you to quiz me.

On another note, the cartoon is still a work in progress; and by that I mean we haven’t actually started writing anything down.  But it is coming!  Hints and updates will follow!


Also, just entered two short stories into a writing contest.  Fingers crossed.