Write That Book!

For decades, people have been telling me to write a book. put all of the stories I've collected from my experiences into one place. From the porn store to my first waxing, East Coast to West Coast and back again. I'd said before that I needed time, but that's not true. I needed time AND not to be stressed out of my head. Well, now I'm in a place where I can actually feel the creativity happening, and it's pretty exciting. While I'm still working, I'm working for myself, and those commissions are few and far between. So I'd like to grab this creative horse by the reins. You can help give me the freedom to pursue it - to collect the stories, put them in one place, write new ones - and by the end of it, I'll have something to either submit to a publisher or publish it myself if it doesn't get picked up by a publishing house.

I have never had more stories than I do now, and at this very moment, never felt more motivated, inspired, or confident to pursue it. I think that right now, as I stare another birthday in the face, it's time to make it happen. The goal amount here will cover my rent and groceries for a few months. I don't live extravagantly in general (if the eight inches of undyed regrowth on my head are any indication), nor do I have any plans to start. I would just like to survive, pay my rent, eat more than instant ramyun, and write. When I was in my 20's, I worked my butt off to support a gentleman so that he could stay home and write, and after a year, he had nothing to show for it. That will not be the case for me.

Mom always believed I could be anything I wanted to be. I would love to add "published writer" to my list of achievements. (Sorry, mom, I know you wanted "law school graduate" on there, but I don't think that's gonna happen.)