Today has been a typing marathon. I’ve been at my computer for a full eight hours. That’s a lot even for me!
I field a lot of awkward questions surrounding the work issue. People mean it harmlessly, but when I say, “I’m not working,” they often follow up with, “Are you in school?” Er, nope. Then they feel awkward, and I feel annoyed, and it’s no fun all around.
I’ve long been referring to my typing as “my job.” When I get emails from parents, when I go on forums, when I blog, and people send me kind words, I explain to them that as I don’t work for pay, my typing to all of you is my job, and I take it very seriously. I spend many hours a day (four, six, maybe eight sometimes) doing this. There is always someone with a question or a problem, or someone needing another perspective. I’m a busy girl.
And, you know, I have written and published a book.
And, you don’t know but now I’m telling you, that there will soon be a second.
So from now on, when people say, “What do you do?”
Well, sometimes I blast stereotypes. And I have changed deep-set opinions. And I frequently challenge preconceptions.
But really, I write.