The Hungry Writer

An unemployed writer keeping sane during The Depression II.

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Gettin’ Creative

Posted by The eDater on February 3, 2009

Yours, for $101 and some sweat.

Yours, for $101 and some sweat.

Can’t sell your Hawaiian house? No problem! Why not host a writing contest, with the winner getting the cottage! At $101 – and with a stated aim of $6,000 entries – you could move that 3 bed/2 bath house for over $600,000! There’re a couple other prizes, and some of the money is being donated to area schools… call it $550,000.

I love this idea. Always fun to see folks thinking outside the box – and it’s attractive enough that I’m even considering spending $101 I don’t have to entre. The biggest stumbling block for me – the topic. One of those “What’s aloha mean to you?” type thangs. By the time I finished 3rd grade those types of forced topics started churning my stomach.

But, it’s a house! I can always buy some alka-seltzer.

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Oops.

Posted by The eDater on January 29, 2009

Originally written Tuesday evening, somehow this entry never got published. Consequently, Wednesday night’s entry might have seemed a bit confusing. For those who care, here is what was meant to precede it…

Apps Today: 1

Projects worked on: 1

So this was a fairly slow day, mostly because I’ve been busy packing and saying goodbyes. Tomorrow, I begin the trek down south, to the home of parents.

Now, there are some who would call this trip foolhardy – not for its destination, but it’s timing. The entire east coast is going to be blanketed by a major storm, and I’m virtually guaranteed to be driving through snow, ice, and rain, progressively. A 7-8 hour trip will likely take me 10-12.

And you know what? That’s just the way I like it.

Like a babe escaping the birth canal, I seek out strong demarcation between sections of life. Driving through a storm – the stress, the sweat, the heightened sense of danger and the alertness that brings – perfect. Call me crazy – others certainly have – but I’d prefer my changes come with dramatic exits and entrances. Loved when I left Japan in a blizzard, and arrived in Thailand breathing deep the humid curry. That’s what it should always be.

Now, as for going to live with the parents – well, this is what I joked about as failure back in salad days. 30 and back at the old homestead. Always good for a laugh – if a nervous one from the owners of that home.

But hey, it’s a depression! Kerouac wrote his best work sequestered at home! And, of course, against all odds, I’ll be the one to get a job soon. So, no shame in a couple of months.

And if it’s a couple years, I won’t be alone living at the old home. At least I like my family – I know a few who will suffer much when their time comes.

Anyway, tomorrow may be slow – lots of driving. But I’ll update as soon as I’m able.

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