I’ve said it before and I’ll no doubt say it again, but Thursdays really are quite tired days. Mind you, I may have still been catching up after my 4am finish the other night. However, when the dog woke me up yesterday morning, I was very happy to see that it was almost 7am.
I went through and checked all the usual stuff before arriving at my desk – email, Facebook, Twitter – and I did my job search on the phone too.
I didn’t get the cosy gig, but I’m okay with that. I got paid for the sample chapter, what I’ve written so far is now mine, and the experience has shown me that my so-called astronomical rates are not quite so astronomical as some would have me believe.
Honestly, people, if you want a quality job doing, be prepared to pay at least a living wage.
*** mini rant alert ***
Which reminds me. Uber are in the news this week, since they’ve been ordered to pay their UK drivers holiday pay, sick pay and pension contributions.
The number of people now complaining that the fares are going to go up is a disgrace, and it makes me wonder if they’d do their jobs for the pittance the Uber drivers are expected to do theirs for.
*** end of min rant ***
Moving swiftly on …
My date work went on for around 42 minutes, apparently. (I have e-timesheets so I can see how much time I spend on each gig.) Then I did around 40 minutes of admin work for Monkey Dust. (The gigs are still coming in.)
Then I went back to the date work and did a bit more, and the Monkey Dust stuff kept on coming in too.
After dinner, I did some work on the new writers’ guide, and I did some planning for The Beast Within. It feels really good to be back in the writing seat again, and I mean my own writing rather than the ghostwriting, although I am still enjoying that too.
There was more Monkey Dust work to do. And that took me to the end of the working day.
Today I need to crack on with the ghostwriting gig as well as everything else. A new weekly job has sneaked into Fridays, and it’s an old one revisited: weekly backup.
Have a great weekend!