Derry, Northern Ireland

Derry, Northern Ireland
A book I'm working on is set in this town.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

If you don't blog, you're not a bloggie

I've been told that by more than one fellow blogger. Do it every day or else you're not really blogging, you're just spitting shit. Well, I think I can spit and fiddle with the best of them, even though half the time I'm just whining about crap that means nothing to anyone but me.

So...I will, instead, crow a little. I just heard from "Writers' Digest" and my play, "Cyber-Tribes", came in 77th in their competition. They say that's a big deal, since they received thousands of entries and they only select the top 100 to be noticed. Of course, they don't bother mentioning that you only send in the first 15 pages of the script. So this is more of a choke-a-doodle-doo than anything else...but what the heck; I'll take it where I can get it.

I've decided it's time for me to figure out how to make some real cash, preferably from my writing but in just about any other way possible (that's legal...sort of). Let's see...there's playing the lottery on a steady basis. There's selling off the rest of my DVDs. I've got a decent selection of Hitchcock's movies and a few that can't be found anywhere else. If only Amazon didn't take so damned much in the way of a commission for doing nothing but providing the database and access to clients. There's selling a script, if I can get mine back into the pool. That's all I've been able to come up with.

But I'm tired of dealing with a company that niggles over nothing. I'm tired of dealing with a town where I know next to no one. I miss LA, but I can't afford to move for a dozen different reasons, not all of them financial. I'm owed money by several people but the only way I'll see any of it is to take them to court...and even if I get a judgement, there's still no guarantee I'll see a dime and I'll be out the court costs.

So...I'm proving myself to be as lacking in brilliance when it comes the finances as I am sometimes when it comes to my stories. Anybody got any ideas? And no robbing of banks, please; I already thought about that one and had to toss it aside. My looks are too distinctive for me to get away with it.

Of course, I could just fake a fall in Macy's and sue for pain and suffering. But is there anyplace in Macy's that doesn't have cameras watching you?

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