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As you all know, I write things. You read them, so I would hope you knew that they were written, anyway. Like most people who write things I believe, on some level, that what I write is unique, in some way. I believe that my words are different from those of others, and that that difference deserves to be recognised, on a major level, by those around me. Arrogance? Definitely. Hubris? Perhaps. Pretension? Well. Time will tell. I write things, and you read them, and, hopefully, you think a little bit differently, when the day is done, feel a little bit more in control of your life, and those things around you, because that's my goal. If you don't want those things, that's also fine, but... I do go on.

My point is that I write things, and that, as a person who writes things, I take the time to arrange these words, to compile them in such a way that what they say has the maximum chance of impact and impart. I make an effort, here. I don't (always) just throw some shit up on the page, and hope that it makes sense. I try to get a sense of something across to you, in everything that I write, be it dreams, or short essays on the nature of will and time.

Damn, I'm hungry.

As I take the time, and feel that my words are worthy of recognition, and appreciation, I also look at my life and I realise: I'm fucking broke. I could use an extra paycheck or two coming in, couldn't I? Sure i could. On some level or another, I truly believe that the things that I write, that I am capable of writing, are worth-- at least-- a freelancer's check, every week, for a syndicated-- Shit, a local column. Just somethingin a small press, you know? Something at, say, ten cents a word, for at least five hundred words? Not too bad, right? fifty buck a column? I'm not greedy. Well, shit, yes I am, but I also know how to reach for what I can get, and work up.

So. Pay me. Or direct to someone who will.

i cant pay you. or even know someone who can.

Date: 2007-08-18 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raoin.livejournal.com
but i know one thing:

come over and eat our pretzels and pepperoni slices.
that's what they are here for.
we got them so you could eat them.
it was, technically, a party.
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
I don't know why, but that snack was Too delicious. Made me feel like i might have a heart attack and vomit, in the best way possible.

but more seriously, and i hope, more helpfully:

Date: 2007-08-18 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
Those should be fun to check out.

Thank you.

Date: 2007-08-19 05:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unknownbinaries.livejournal.com
I think this might still be open. (http://www.bloodletters.com/goblin/) It's a listing of places that take horror fiction, searchable by subjects of said horror.

Date: 2007-08-19 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
Hmm... Awesome. Thank you, dear. :)

Date: 2007-08-19 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unknownbinaries.livejournal.com
I only showed it to you two years ago, not long after I moved here. And had it saved in my bookmarks since. :)

Date: 2007-08-19 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
Really? Huh.

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