Posts Tagged ‘money’

A few thoughts

May 3, 2017

contemplation.jpgArgghh! Life seems to be overtaking me at the moment at a time in the year when I’m extremely busy. Tuition work is overloading and, although the bucks are coming in, they always seem to be draining out at a faster rate. I’ve found some more work writing notes for a student but its never enough!

I’ve churned my way through job adverts, finding very little that will fit in and be flexible. I’m even contemplating going back to delivering those good old pizzas in the evening. I actually worked for six months in Domino a few years back and it was a really nice place, but after going to higher wages its never nice to sink back down again.

Teaching might be on the cards. I’ve never wanted to return to the full time job but if the work income outweighs the money we’d lose from benefits then just maybe I might go for it. I’ve already found several to apply for and the pen is hovering. Sigh.

With Demon Rising I’m waiting for the beta reader feedback. I’m publishing at the end of the month, whatever happens, and it would be nice to incorporate their thoughts but its not going to stop me this time. In eight days I start doing the twenty day countdown. Perhaps I could try my dad and get feedback from him? The Facebook article site I write for science and maths is going well, I get about forty readers on average (over a hundred people read my best article!) and although to some that’s a piddling nothing I’m happy. Its better than one or two readers!

I guess the question is how do I go forward from here? I have tonnes of jobs to do but don’t seem focused enough to do them. Maybe that’s the thing. When I stop and go to do something else I need to find a job instead. Whenever my hands hover the enter key after typing in ‘www.chess.com’ I need to press delete. Either way, I need to change something.

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Money’s too tight to mention

April 13, 2017

injured-and-bandaged-piggy-bankI hate money. I hate mortgages, utility bills, insurance, petrol and all other expenses in a society where we constantly pay our way. My partner would love a world where we could simply explore our artistic abilities, live off the land and be ourselves but, much as I dream of such a thing as well, I’m also glued into reality. I privately tutor elven lessons a week, teach chess four times, lecture two lessons a week in the home education community, and spent the rest of my time doing prep work. I get paid for an hour’s tuition but between preparing work and driving I end up getting less than the amount allocated. Currently, with drawstrings pulled so tight I think I’m also clenching every muscle inside me (and I mean every muscle), I’m looking for work as an examiner. So I’ll get to do piles of marking too! Woohoo!

One day I’m going to be able to leave it all behind, care for my animals and grow food for the table. Most of all I’ll  be able to write for my money rather than drive and teach exam technique. Sigh.

Okay so enough of my rant. Just thought it was needed to explain why the writing is late today (I was fixated on trying to figure out how we stand financially). Where was I in talking about my book? Ah Rondur and Heinrich…

I’d read up about roads and how there would be ditches or banks at the side. Those of the UK would be full of pot holes and in disrepair so I brought these descriptions into their escape (might have been Wilhelm’s journey actually). So where did I take them next? I want to keep up the action and the zombie attacks, so I pulled in Khazar for the last time in the book (he’ll hopefully be dealt with in the sequel). I wanted him to raise the dead, bringing them back to show it isn’t only the recent dead that he can resurrect. With much smaller populations several hundred years ago, I asked myself would the recent dead actually result in a massive apocalypse or would it be easier to fight off? However, if the dead for the various temples and religious building could be called up too then a full blown attack could be made on Abendale…