I’m going to stop putting days on here since I am so random in posting. But progress has been made! Since the last time I’ve posted I got a fiverr gig for writing and did some ghostwriting that was well received. I was told it was so good they had to verify I wrote it. Ha! No I didn’t copy and paste sir, I wrote this. I was late on the gig though, stupid holidays! Now that they’re over I expect to be able to focus more. Maybe get somewhere with the writing. To that effect:
I have gotten my textbroker account working. They have rated me 3 Stars. I’m guessing that means they’ve just proved that I can speak and write in English. Now I have to choose some articles and get some better ratings to open up the pool to better, more interesting assignments. But first I must prove myself. So tomorrow I will be picking and writing my first article for them. I’ll let yo know how that turns out. But unfortunately it means filling in the dreaded tax form. See first ep of Black Books for my exact feelings on taxes and forms and tax forms. But I shall persevere.
On the fictional front: I’ve been working on a vampire novel since I was 14. Well I wrote it when I was 14, then forgot about it for a decade. I found it in a box and read it. I thought: This isn’t that terrible. I should rewrite this. Forgot about it for another decade and have now resurrected it yet again. I’ve mostly finished transcribing/rewriting it back into the computer. Tonight I added another 700+ words. It will probably be done the day before I die but such is life.
Did something to my back so the gym is out for a few days. No worries, I am swimming still. I should not put any fat on, even if I don’t take any off. Today is laundry day anyway and that takes forever….OMG just dry towels!!!! But my business still got some attention even though sitting at the computer screen is not helping the twinge. The things we do for the love of it.
Anyway, I wrote this vampire novel in the way, way back. It’s called, ‘The Red Mirror.’ Apparently a few of my friends loved the story, I loved the story. I reread the story and said, “Wow, this is a little 80’s.” But I still liked the plot. I’ve been updating and rewriting it ever since. The original was a whopping 21 pages long in ALL CAPS FOR SOME REASON UNFATHOMABLE TO ME. Currently I have 26 pages and 8 of the original draft to get typed into the PC. By the time I’m done it might be novella length. After the initial rewrite, I am going to get it up to 50,000 words if it kills me. Then I am going to shop this old ass story around because tween-teenager me was pretty damned creative. I could learn from her.
On the illustration front:
I completed my first http://www.Fiverr.com project and got 5 Stars (was there ever a doubt?) I also got a nibble on a second one. I will let you know when I am queen of my Fiverr Empire.
My #twoodle (search it pals!) this week was so cute (a platypus flying with balloons) that it inspired me to create another kids’ picture book. This one will be poetry. I may need help with the poetry as that’s one of those gray areas where I think I am awesome until someone reads it out loud. Ha!
My portfolio on http://www.1fuzzymonster.com is updated and the domain is working again! Yay!
On the Guinea Pig front:
We were afraid Winter had an Upper Respiratory Infection because he was wheezing more than ever. But he had no discharge (boogers/eye boogers) and was eating like a fiend (that’s his normal eating style BTW.) So I thought it might be allergies or heart failure since he is an older piglet. We swapped the bedding and the wheezing is back to normal. I have also ordered him heart support guinea pig food just in case. He is my buddy. I got to take good care of him.
The babies are all adopted out except for Johnny Bananas and his brother Jumper Jones. They’re 17 days old. They need to be 21 before they go in with the dudes (boars.) I am watching them like a hawk. If they start any older pig behavior they go to Dale to get older dude pig training before adoption. That should be the end of the accidental breeding unless one of these gals is a hermaphrodite.