gratitude of undo
concern. over. weather changing. i juiced. dark clouds. brightening a path. offering a rainbow. as a second place follower. i guess. this wasn’t good. enough. i am one. to appreciate. fatal falls. loose end chasing. supposing. i should. say… Continue reading…
As we are slowly learning, although I try to stay away from them… politics fascinate me.
Liberal Treasurer in Western Australia, Troy Buswell, might get sacked after a Greens MP came forward about an affair the two public servants were having.
Like Bill and Monica, for example. Continue reading…
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I went to a job today that I didn’t walk out of. In fact, I actually had fun. And no, I’m not saying that as some new-age affirmation to make myself think I enjoyed the day when it actually sucked. Please… you know how I do.
Without boring you with details, I shall be getting dollars for the next four weeks writing. When it comes down to it, writing jobs make me happy. Even when they mean I have to sit at a desk other than my own. I will literally make close to double what last week’s ‘incident’ had on the table.
And I need money for two very important things:
1. moving to Melbourne
2. traveling back to New York City (holl-aaaah!!) Continue reading…
I’m going broke blog family. This resulted in interviews yesterday. I was short-listed for a job with a title that makes no sense to me to do work I don’t care about for quite a bit of cash.
I woke up this morning and sobbed about it. Continue reading…
I don’t think it’s fair that many publications won’t accept submissions shared on my blog because they reckon they’ve been 
published. Continue reading…
We’re approaching blog post 200 fellow cult members and art tribe. Continue reading…
I realize I have this webpage… but I think I need one with some type of ‘gretchen’ ring to it. And I think I need a last name. Sure I’ve got a few of those already on ID cards and certificates, now I need one for a web address. Continue reading…
I intend to keep living as a nomad/gypsy until I can afford something in Manhattan… it’s kind of like a silent protest. Continue reading…
I’m going to the library today. I need to figure out what a PhD proposal is and how I’m going to do one. Only in the Arts does one set out to get a PhD as a ‘fall back plan’ in case nothing else pops.
Admissions aren’t until October but apparently you’re supposed to really sound like you know what you’re talking about at that stage, so for me that means a very early start.
What tends to attract me to studying so much (other than being a 
huge dork) is that University admissions and degrees are based more on fact than say, getting accepted by a publisher. I’ve seen too many insanely talented Writers consistently knocked back by publishers with little explanation of why. Research is a bit different, it’s systematic. There are blatant guidelines to the ins and outs and if a Uni rejects you, you’re likely to at least get a decent reason why and a bit of encouragement to brush yourself off and have another go.
Furthermore as I get old and disgruntle I realize a job that doesn’t make me want to bang my head against a wall for stimulation during ‘work time’ hours is going to be in order at some point. I reckon lecturing at a University at down the track would suit me. Jumping up and down in front of a room of young minds saying ‘WRITE WRITE WRITE!!!’ has a special ring to it.
… so into town I go!!
Many have probably vibed by now that I dislike government. Continue reading…
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