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O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

It's a Pirate's Life for Me

In case you all are missing it, John Scalzi is showing the cards on the writing life, specifically about money. He also has several follow-ups, some hidden in various and sundry kinds of articles. Of course, because it’s John, others are commenting with their own experiences and conspiracy theories (cribbed from John). And then another post where he describes his income in more depth.

Expect more people chiming in. Tobias can’t be far behind.

End result from distilling it all, don’t quit the day job. Todd, you should be alright. It was a night job after all. :) I also think you’re hitting the mark on John’s other points in his first post.

Well, that’s enough hyper linking for one day.

3 comments:

Todd Wheeler said...

I think Number 3 is my favorite:

"3. Marry (or otherwise shack up with) someone sensible with money, who has a real job."

Shawn Powers said...

Unfortunately, I think my wife would be really mad if I shacked up with another woman. And asking would be just about as bad as doing...

:)

Steve Buchheit said...

Todd, I think that's just good advice period. My wife straightened me out early on. Money used to burn a hole in my pocket. No more.

Shawn, well, it's never hurts to ask. The answer, however, could be very painful. :)