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Today is the first day since Friday I’ve felt normal. James had to be up at 4am for a conference but I didn’t sleep well (some nights sharing a bed isn’t fun) and that made me groggy for the whole day. He didn’t get back until late, thanks to the traffic, so we were in bed late on a work night, which meant I was groggy for the whole of Saturday too. It’s not been good for writing, even though I do have a couple of new ideas I’ve begun exploring.
Once again I’m thinking about income. I need to start making at least a little bit of money every month, so I’m not being as much of a burden on James, especially as I’m down to my last month’s grocery money. So the plan is to begin working on the ebooks I’ve been wanting to do for months. At the moment I’m thinking of gathering everything I’ve written into collection ebooks and selling those, with some information in every one about what I do. I’m also thinking about doing a cover for the Thear advent story, which will just be, hopefully, a stand-in, so I can upload it to Smashwords. Of course that means I’m back to thinking about how best to sell them.
All donations will be spent on groceries to begin with, because I doubt I’ll get enough to be able to do what I hope to do in the future, which is to help with the rent. At the moment, because we’re renting a room, we aren’t paying out anywhere near as much as we would be if we were renting even a studio flat, and for that I’m really grateful. We’d probably be living on noodles. The decision we made gives me a chance to build up my audience, increase my income, and keep our outgoings as low as possible. What I need, in order to help as much as I can, is somewhere between £80 and £160 a month, which I know is going to take time and that’s part of the reason for posting a story every day. I’m hoping that by posting more for free I’ll get more readers, which will lead to more donations.
It feels like all I do sometimes is talk about money. When I started this it really wasn’t for income, although that was an aim for the future, because I couldn’t imagine what happened last year would happen. I thought we’d have time, but we didn’t, and I think we’re finally getting some sort of equilibrium. The last year hasn’t been easy. At the end of April James and I have been living together for a year, renting our room since the beginning of August, and it seems amazing to think that this time last year I had no idea what was going to happen. Income, unfortunately, has become something I need rather than an aim, and that makes me sad. Thankfully I have a wonderful man who is happy to help as much as he can and accepts that I help in other ways.
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.