We’re at the finish line for our contest! After today, no mas
. Soon we award the Devil Duck.
The e-mailman for the Biting-Edge world corporate headquarters got a hernia delivering the bzallions of entries. All were cool, some were great, but I was a little suspicious of a few. Frankenstein?
What kind of a title is that? It’ll never sell. Gone With the Wind?
Again, not sure of the vampire angle but the title...Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.
Last night I attended a writers salon as part of the summer LitFest sponsored by the Lighthouse Writers Workshop. The topic: "Secret Lives of Writers" A Salon discussing what writers do to support/complement/sustain/supplement their writing lives.
The guest speaker, Marci Alboher
, is an author/speaker/writing coach and led a discussion about how people identify themselves as writers and what they do to pay the bills. Few of us can sustain ourselves through our writing and we need the day job to keep from living in an alley.
Do you “out” yourself as a writer? How compatible is your day job with your writing aspirations? Are you a writer/cube rat/mom/volunteer?