Someone said to me today, "you know unless you write the next best-seller, there really is no income in writing." I looked at them with a blank stare, preparing to write the next few lines of an even better story or more specifically a hot-topic article stronger than the ones I wrote in the past at other prestigious sites.
Perhaps it is not the immediate income I am after; rather the immediate gratification I get when someone reads a piece of mine and smiles, laughs, sighs or cries. It also is an opportunity for me to absorb constructive criticism which in the long run makes me a much more seasoned and refined writer. This is no career that makes a quick million dollars but every cent, nickel, dime, quarter or dollar return on investment of time I put in by publishing an interesting piece on-line, the better I feel for security savings when I finally decide to retire. This is classic residual income bragging and I love gather for allowing this.
Oh how I love to sense what people want by offering a little of what makes me tick. My imagination serves as my playground and I expect to expand it for generations to play in again and again and again.
sharing the light,
erica~ the enlightenment advisor