I'm at a point in my life where I need the creative work I do to pay a lot of my bills.
Have I mentioned that I hate money? I really hate money.
That said, I also do not mind working. I love to have a good time and I can slack off with the best of the slackers who ever slacked, but I'm a pretty hard worker when it comes to the actual working part, even if I do loathe mornings and everything to do with that whole harrowing enterprise.
I've been editing for almost a year now, entirely in the background, for a site that I've written for for a long time, and it's been one of the best experiences of my professional life. Don't tell writing, but I think I may like editing better, at least as a job. I also think I'm better at it than I am at writing, so understand it's all about me feeling better about myself.
(Not really. I also like liking things a lot.)
Recently I've picked up some more writing assignments again, because I like to keep myself on my mental toes, and also, like I said, I like money. And when money and creativity and the internet coincide? That is my favorite thing, besides that other favorite thing. I mean, really, if that could happen every day, all day? Happiness in this small corner of the world.
I'm going to share that stuff here from time to time, so you can check it out if you're interested, and also so I can keep track, because guess what? Not doing a very good job of that lately. And also? Because it's nice to encourage you to frequent the places that give me opportunities to shoot my mouth off on the internet, I think.
So, on with the writing show.
I'm back at MamaPop a couple times a month. I wrote an essay about the whole "I'm not a mother" thing that seemed to resonate with people. I hadn't talked about that topic in awhile.
I wrote about how I really, really loathe the Lumineers and Mumford & Sons, to a mostly non-hostile audience of commenters, which shocked me, frankly.
Also my feelings about the dirty rumor that Sharon and Ozzy were splitting up, which I really can't handle if that's true.
And this week I was taken with Chris Brown's demon art, although is neighbors? Not so much.
I've also taken to Instagramming Goon Squad Sarah's cats when I go over to visit, Sid more than Klaus, because he's much more of a lap and camera hog, and likes all of my igadgets, so how you like him now? Are you on Instagram? Instagram is my jam. I am obsessed and have been for quite some time. You should find me there if you are, too. I'm laurieanne there. The web interface is pretty sweet now, too. Check it out.
I was also at BlogHer a few times in the past week.
I shared Angelina Jolie's story of her double mastectomy, and her New York Times 0p-ed, which I thought was gracefully and powerfully written.
I also wrote some reflections about one of the worst stories I've ever read ever, that of Kermit Gosnell's murder conviction for his crazy train "clinic" and what this all means for abortion rights.
And! And! My favorite, I think, was about Allie Brosh's first real, live post on Hyperbole and a Half in a very long time, which I was very excited about and it turns out that lots of other people were, too.
Want me to write something? Right now, apparently, I'm your girl, so hit me up. It's still fun, even if it is still really, really hard for me sometimes. The muse can be mean, but if there's one thing that turns out to be true it's that I can't quit it, even when I try.
Thank you for tolerating my links. For much better blogging than I'm capable of today, please check out Schmutzie's Five Star Friday roundup, and drop by our #BlogNow Twitter chat, Tuesday, May 21, 9 p.m. Eastern. We're talking creative communities this month, and it should be fun. Here's our Facebook page, too.
I'm going to shut up now. Have a great weekend.