All posts tagged: self employment

The Truth about Writing

This is what I thought the average writer did with her day: Wake up at 7:30 (enveloped in Egyptian cotton sheets—the kind that actually match your pillowcases—and wearing a set of gorgeous, eco-friendly bamboo fiber pajamas). Kiss Significant Other good morning (he is also gorgeous and eco-friendly, although not made of bamboo). Check email; respond to party invitations, book signing invitations, key note speaker invitations, honorary doctorate invitations, etc.  Scoff at fan mail—enough is enough already. Shower, slip into artsy writer outfit (linen of course, with ethnic accents acquired during your many international book tours) and head to the coffee shop.  Write. Decline autograph requests. Write. Order another iced coffee (large, of course, given the size of your last advance); decline further autograph requests. Write, so brilliantly and intently that you don’t even realize that city’s in a middle of a thunderstorm or that its past noon until your publicist calls and asks if you’d like to her to pick you up for your reading evening.  Invite publicist to go shopping.  You and she are …

One Flight (and one week) Later

It’s Sunday morning and I find myself, quite inexplicably, halfway through July.  Common wisdom would suggest it’s not just me: that everyone is finding themselves halfway through July but I’m nothing if not a bit self absorbed. On that note, I’m sure you’re very curious to know what I’ve been doing since my return to the US.  I’m curious too, because after nearly a week back in Philadelphia, I have very little to show for myself.  Having resisted the urge to go crawling back to The Shop, I am now officially self-employed.  You’d think that this means I would have unpacked, done laundry, sorted through the boxes (yes, that’s plural) of paperwork I’ve been avoiding since the first time I came back from London six months ago.  But self-employment is quite different from unemployment (even if my bank statements would suggest otherwise). Upon returning to Philadelphia, I found two rather important envelopes.  The first contained a check from MacFadden Publishing for the profile I wrote on the University of East London’s Urban Dance Programme for …