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[ricevermicelli]

My supervisor spent four days getting around to having a conversation with me concerning my recent work performance (shoddy, but clearly not urgently so). Today we finally sat down. I let her chew me out, because, after all, I deserved it, and I explained what could be explained (not so much). After that, it transpired that her big concern was that I not be bored. She wanted to be sure I was still interested in this work.

I was never interested in this work in the first place. I'm interested in the pay packet. But apparantly my recent occasional mention of extracurriculars is worrying to her.

Probably not a good time to mention that if I could sell a novel, I would quit in a hot second.

The kitten is ignoring me. I know he'll stop doing that as soon as I open the bedroom door, at which point he will shed devotedly all over me. And as allergenic as that sounds, it still sounds kinda nice.

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[sunspiral.livejournal.com]

Telling Fearless Leader that your Novel In Process matters way more in your life than their silly-ass work is a good way to suddenly develop lots more time for working on the novel. Of course, there are downsides as well. Which extracurriculars were pushing their buttons?

[herooftheage.livejournal.com]

Probably not a good time to mention that if I could sell a novel, I would quit in a hot second.

Particularly because it would probably not end up being true. Selling a novel does not a living make, unless you are very fortunate and have a mega-hit, or can churn them out at an amazingly quick clip. If you come to my Fourth of July Party, you might chat up Greer on what she got for Moonwise, which was a critical and mildly popular success. I think it ended up being in the very low five figures, when all was said and done - and you'd need four of those a year to match your current salary.