Ritual Confessions

February 20, 2008

Lame, tired preamble to an unfinished story (it doesn’t get much better than this)

Filed under: Uncategorized — elissakaren @ 7:11 am

Charlotte was feverish last night and slept very fitfully. For that matter, I don’t even know if slept  is the right word; she was up every hour or two, and therefore I was as well. All day I felt trashed beyond description. After dropping her off at school, I was tempted to come back home and take a nap, but the dilemma was as it’s been since she was born: do I spend my precious free time on sleep, or do I try to get something done? I ended up making a lot of headway on the house (that is, I’m still wading through unpacking and organizing) and sending the agency a preliminary outline of the feature article, which they liked a lot. I’m very anxious to do an impeccable job with this first assignment so that they’ll keep giving me work. As David mentioned in his own blog this evening, it’s a very tough job market right now. Part of what steadies me is that there have been so many times in the past when I’ve felt panic over my prospects for a livelihood. And my experience has been that the darkest hour is usually just before dawn. Which brings me to a good story, actually:

About four years ago, I was as frightened as I’ve ever been about how I was going to get by. My last job had just ended because I’d broken off my relationship with the boss (different story; another time). I’d been working as an administrative assistant for many years to supplement my sporadic writing income; now I decided to focus on building a freelance business. To this end, I posted in the “services” section of New York City’s Craigslist, advertising myself as a writer, editor and proofreader. The first several hits were not encouraging. Several people contacted me to request a meeting, and when I sat down with them over coffee, I was told that they had an incredible life story, the makings of a surefire bestseller, which I should write on spec for a percentage of its future profits.

[TO BE CONTINUED — only because my eyes are falling shut. Blame Charlotte!*]

*my own private Canada 



  1. I’m sorry Charlotte isn’t well. It’s funny how the whole world crumbles when our little ones are sick. I hope she gets well quickly.

    Can’t wait for the rest of the story! I’ve actually thought of the craislist postings for myself, too.

    Comment by Corina — February 20, 2008 @ 4:55 pm

  2. I’m glad your assignment is going well and sorry Miss Charlotte isn’t well. Get some rest. We want to hear the rest of your story.

    Comment by Shawn W — February 21, 2008 @ 12:57 am

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