The internet would seem to have brought us back to the Victorian era, where print and paper was suddenly cheap enough to make publications en masse and to distribute them far and wide—and cheap enough that even the “poor” could afford to read something. 959 more words
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It seems time again to say my hello, to ask my how are you, and to move on with this bit about writing.
Tonight, I’ve been working through an awful headache by distracting myself with an even larger headache: how to make a portfolio and make money doing this writing thing. 372 more words
Believe me, I suck at being an adult. Now at 20-something, I’m still figuring out how to adult. My work life, for the most part, had been spent in hospitals, bending twice over helping save lives with minimal pay, and that is topped off with a smattering of odd jobs (e.g ESL tutor). 721 more words