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November 30, 2006

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Anna Winter

If I could pay you to blog more regularly I would.

Kate

Hey! I've been blogging heaps! But the same goes to you, Oh Goddess of Reason.

This is just venting. I've got offers -- oh yes I do! -- but they're all just in limbo right now and I'm broke and stressed and so on, but I know in a month or so everything should have sorted itself out, and if it hasn't -- well then I'm really truly calling things off. And I mean it this time. I won't be crawling back.I swear! No really.

tigtog

All Careers Are Bastards.

Ariel

Your chosen career (and mine) is a notorious tease, but that doesn't mean she doesn't love you. I remember going begging at the Footscray Housing Office and getting a government cheque to cover my rent in a particularly low patch, if it makes you feel any better. My fellow recipients included the mentally ill and drug addicts, a couple of them nodding off in the waiting room. (That felt BAD.) It picked up again from there.

And to my knowledge, (almost)all writers alternate between some degree of confidence and thinking they can't write (including the whole 'who am I kidding?' thing.)

Judging from the quality of your blog, I reckon your career is just playing hard to get.

anthony

It's much too late to find. You think you've changed your mind. You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry.

Kate

Thanks Ariel, reading your latest entry on your blog gives me some hope. Now all I need is an idea...

Anthony, is my Career hanging out at your place playing Guitar Hero II?

anthony

It is and we just nailed Van Halen.

Anna Winter

Sorry that comment did seem a little like a nagging black pot, didn't it? It sounded like a compliment in my head, I swear!!

Will try to blog more now that uni has finished for the year :)

Pavlov's Cat

Kate, it's seasonal, like fruit-picking. Writing work always dries up over the summer. I've found that for me the trick is to try to do the Ant and Grasshopper thing over winter and spring, and then goof off for a month or two.

Liam

The thing on the yacht? I think I speak for all of when I say: it's anecdote time.

Fyodor

Yes, yacht thingy, please.

[Thanks, Haiku: I was waiting for someone to show inappropriately prurient interest...ahead of me, that is.]

Zoe

yacht story, stat!

I had a career once. Now I have a child and short term contracts from time to time. Oh well.

Kate

Dr Cat, thank you, hopefully I will have some good news to report here in the next few weeks.

For everyone else: the yacht story shall have a post of its own.

Liam

See, Kate, the muse is flighty, prurient, and arrives via TCP/IP.
When all else fails, turn to making stuff up, to hyperbole, to mindless abuse and to self-deprecation---hey, it worked for that overrated misanthropic pot-monster John Birmingham.

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