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A Survivor's Tale
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Impatience and good things
Nobody writes here much anymore! What is the deal, you guys?

All's well at the moment. Due to the move, my freelance income from January was extremely low, but that already looks set to change.

I went through a bit of a despondent phase last week, for no real reason - it was just one of those states I talk myself into periodically. Kinda lame, but I remember watching 'The Great Mouse Detective' as a kid and relating to Basil, to the joy he takes in tackling tricky problems head-on, his loathing of the chores of everyday life, his childish glee when he gets it right, his occasional overconfident admiration of his own cleverness, and his utter self-loathing and despair when he gets it wrong. I've done a lot of work on that in the years since and I seem to be much more stable as an adult, but there are times - burrowed under the blankets in the morning, where nobody else need see me - that I dwell on the bad, not the good. It isn't a part of me I like.

This particular time grew out of money worries, which in turn grew out of a lull in freelance (I expected that in January, yet when it happened it still unnerved me) and the risk I took in moving to a state where there are very few full-time design jobs to run to if I ever hit the skids. I spent a good few days in a "why bother getting out of bed?" funk.

I'm over it now. I'd like to take credit for pulling myself out of it, but I happened to land a freelance job the day after my frustrations peaked and that happenstance smacked some sense into me. Thanks, world!

On top of that, Tony over at the Oast House said that their (our, I guess!) projected opening date is early March, and he will immediately have paid work for me. The hourly figure he's offered me is good. Almost as good as what I earned in my last full-time design job, and I've no complaints there, because wrestling deadly snakes is sure to be easier than dealing with my last boss.

The rate is NOT as good as my freelance rate, but I'll get steadier work out of the Oast House. Ideally, I'd like to combine the two. Three to four days per week at the Oast House, plus one day per week doing select freelance jobs (I can earn a few hundred a day doing the sort of freelance I'm doing now) and any additional time goes to writing. The great thing about the Oast House work is some of it will come in the form of night shifts, as one of my tasks will be taking spotlight tours down to the local creek to show tourists the platypus population (when we're lucky) and various possums (all the bloody time). Night work is fab, gives me more time to write during the day.

Oh, and Tony's got me doing some paid design work for them now too. Nice! He insists I charge him (I did the first sign for free) but I feel weird about setting a price. They're starting on an ultra-low budget. Bootstrapping style.

Tony has big plans for the future of the Oast House, and it could all work out really well for me, but I'm maintaining cautious optimism right now. No point getting excited when there's still a chance none of this will eventuate. In the meantime, I'm loving the volunteering. It's good for me to be out in the sun (and out from behind a desk) for a change.

Tomorrow I'm having coffee with the manager at Blue Rocket Productions, the (only) animation studio in Hobart. I don't think much will come of it, as this is traditionally a slow time of year for studios, but it'll be good to make contact.

What else...

My writing buddy Mark got a last-minute heads-up that UQ Press was accepting unsolicited manuscripts for the month of January. He heard this, and passed it on, literally three days before the Jan 30th deadline. The publisher wanted the first 3-4 chapters and full synopsis included in submissions. You've never seen me edit so fast. After a last-minute drive to Hobart to catch the ONE post office in the state that was open on a Saturday, I got my submission mailed off, five minutes before closing. It was a close thing. A really close thing. A "I wasn't wearing any socks under my sneakers, I was in that much of a rush" close thing.

I don't hold any illusions; in my opinion the book isn't ready yet, but it felt good to do something. Going through the process for the first time was a handy learning experience.

UQP published at least one of the Victor Kelleher books I loved as a kid. That's neither here nor there, I just like to give props to Aussie publishers who put out great sci-fi.

Well, I've been in this chair so long my butt hurts and I still have to check bus times for the morning. Toodles!
3 have fought ~ fight the power!
Comments
c_eagle From: c_eagle Date: February 3rd, 2010 10:46 am (UTC) (Link)
Well I'm certainly glad to read about yer adventures n all, yep yep!!
aibo From: aibo Date: February 3rd, 2010 04:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, I keep myself reminding to write an update every week, and nothing happens argh. But certainly enjoying your adventures, and keep my fingers crossed for the meeting tomorrow. Slow time or not, they need you, period:-)

*Aibohuggles*
alby_lion From: alby_lion Date: February 3rd, 2010 06:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
This particular time grew out of money worries, which in turn grew out of a lull in freelance (I expected that in January, yet when it happened it still unnerved me) and the risk I took in moving to a state where there are very few full-time design jobs to run to if I ever hit the skids. I spent a good few days in a "why bother getting out of bed?" funk.

Tell me about it. I totally know what you went through, and I'm glad things are looking up.
3 have fought ~ fight the power!