If you're one that follows the articles I post on Associated Content, then you've probably noticed that the subject matter of my recent articles is a bit off from my normal gig.
I mean common?
Me?
Writing about bed wetting and toilet training?
There would have to be some reason that I had chosen this subject matter for the crazy collection that has been recently published.
There is a reason.
Dollars.
Writers aren't a whole lot different from artists...
Most of us are starving...
Only a few of us ever get noticed...
And that's only after we're dead.
As I wrote that just now I started thinking...
What if, years from now, long after my bones have turned to ash, someone decides to do a bit of snooping into my portfolio of work?
I have turned my legacy into a collection of articles highlighting the joys of excrement.
Wonderful.
Of course in a perfect world I'd be one of the featured authors in Oprah's Book Club and would spend my days lounging on the deck with my handy laptop. Sadly, my world has yet to reach that stage of perfection just yet...so I bide my time hooking out my talent 450 words at a time.
It's a hard knock life...
But one day, when I'm hanging out by the pool in my $1.7 million dollar house overlooking the ocean in Hawaii - I'll drop you a post and let you know how I'm doing on my tan.