I find it almost impossible to convince some people, who are living under a misconception, of my intentions. They keep insisting that I should stop occupying myself with my hobby, i.e. writing and focus on how to make a living. First of all, I am ready, capable and willing to do almost anything to earn a living, BUT… writing to me is not a hobby.
The one has absolutely nothing to do with the other. I have been available for over a year now, for any (legal) services that I might render. That all sorts of circumstances beyond our control have conspired against us, is not my fault (nor is it theirs). My point is that I was there, ready to be taken advantage of (in a good way).
However, I have made my decision, which is that writing is what I want to spend the rest of my life doing, period. This is non-negotiable. I will keep on writing and trying to find a way that will enable me to live modestly, for I do not need much. If I have a roof over my head, some food, tobacco, and internet, then I am content.
But writing comes first, even if I have to go back to the street to be able to do it, without someone taking up ALL of my valuable time. Some clarification is in order here. I will gladly work from nine to five to pay the rent, but the rest of my time is my own, to do what I need to do (and this is on a daily basis!).
My definition for being thrawn is that Ralphie is as stubborn as a whole herd of mules and will not be dissuaded from his purpose by anything or anyone. This is my way forward and I will make it or die trying. Ralphie has spoken and will not waste another word on this subject.