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If you could make an income in any way, what would you do?

Honestly, it would be writing. 

Even though I sometimes struggle to write (I mean hey, how's my cozy mystery going, huh?), I do love it. I'm working on writing more (which I hope you can tell). I try to write every day or at least the average of every day because some of the best advice I got in grad school was to write in a way that you can do it every day. This means sometimes I do listicles or just reactions to reality TV shows, but it all uses some of my writing brain. If there was a reliable way to monetize this blog, I would do it (though it gets so few hits I doubt that I could and the content is so variable that I have trouble imagining an audience for it beyond people I know). I suppose in this fantasy world then there could be way to monetize this blog and I'd just do that.

I do love that I've kept this blog up and I have such a wealth of posts to dig into and maybe build on. I want to try and work on creating some more posts that I can turn into publishable things (I don't think anyone wants to publish my thoughts on reality TV or any of my listicles). Please feel free to send prompts my way! Also, please send places to publish my work (I really don't know where to start)!

I do have a few ideas of pieces I'd like to publish or create. The short film I wrote (let me know if you'd like to read the rough draft as I'm looking for feedback on it) is something that I wrote to be a filmable project. I hope I can actually get it made (no rush on it though, I still need to edit it for sure). I think it could be a very moving and cinematic piece. I have a children's picture book that I've written that I would love to collaborate on with another friend (they don't know it yet though so perhaps I should fix that). I can share this with you if you're interested (maybe I'll post it one day). I would also like to clean up my recent post about spirits in bottles and get it published (let me know thoughts on that too). I also have a movie script that I'd like to try and do something with (you can read this too if you like, but it's far too long to post as this is for a feature length film).

Making a fulltime income with writing is difficult, which is why I don't do it, but this is a fantasy world where I can do it and pay for good insurance (cause ya girl has medications she needs). Please know though that the fact that you read my blog brings me such joy. I know not a ton of you read every post, but you don't need to. I'd prefer if you read my more creative pieces and give me some feedback if you think there is something there that I can polish and publish. I want to work on getting more things published (again, please send places to publish my way).

A life goal of mine is to publish a book (even self-publish). I think my most likely book right now would be the children's picture book so I should focus some energy on that. I need to get in touch with the friend I want to do the illustrations (their work is incredible).

Anyone know how to get an agent? (This is a serious question that I wish my grad program had gone more into but c'est la vie)

(Prompt provided by Amelia Sacco)

"seattle library books" by Jessica Opalinski


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