Movement

So, I've moved back home to my dad's house, and this is the room I'm sleeping in. It used to be my sister's room, and it's since been turned into a guest room. So, I'm a guest. But I've added my own touches, like the hanging lamp and the dozens of pillows that tend to follow me into whatever bed I'm on.

It's strange being here; coming back to the place you spent most of your childhood can make you feel like you are that child again. I spend a lot of time at the house, which is okay for now, because I don't yet have a job. If I go out, I wind up spending money I shouldn't spend, and so I'm better off here. I'm doing a lot of writing. It's much less artistic than it sounds. I'm doing freelance work for AuthorHouse out of Bloomington. So, I read the books they're publishing and write press releases to accompany them. It pays well, and it makes me feel productive. For my first assignment they gave me three weeks to finish three press releases. I've already finished two in five days, so I'll probably have a new assignment by next week. I make $75.00 a release, which, after taking out taxes (since they don't, I have to), it amounts to roughly $50.00 a release.

I'm actually not doing much personal writing, but I'm trying to fix that. I think it's really hard, once you've been away from a pen and paper for long enough, to pen things out again. It's like working out; once you stop, it's hard to get yourself back into the routine of lifting and running (which I'm also trying to do).

I have an interview at a local restaurant on Monday. I hadn't wanted to work in the food industry again, but I will if I have to. I've also applied at a bead/music/book store on campus, and it would be nice to have two jobs for a bit.

So, I'm making progress. Despite all my doubts and worries about coming home, I am starting to think it's the right place to be at this time. Since being here I've gotten two writing opportunities (the other is with HELEN Magazine here in Lafayette). Let me repeat that: I've been home less than a week, and I've gotten more writing "jobs" in that week than I've had in the last year. I don't know if this is because of my not being in Bloomington or, more cosmically, my decision leave Bloomington, where I was emotionally and creatively (and monetarily) stifled. I'll keep you posted.

My hope is I'll be out of here by the summer and on to my next adventure elsewhere.