So, the day-job. Still out straight. I did get to make a rum-demon poster that I'm pretty pleased with, so that was good. Ended the day feeling better, physically, than I'd begun, which was also good, though I was not necessarily in charity with humans as a race. Came home swearing that I would rest and Be Sensible, and wound up finishing up the tax forms for the accountant.
...since I was in a bad mood, anyway.
This is a new accountant. She did not believe me, when I explained in our initial meeting about Writer's Incomes, the Uncertainty Thereof. Surely, said she, you know what you're going to be paid during the year. No, I answered; I know, sorta, what I'm owed -- if I have active contracts, or books that are to be delivered, or on-pubs that will go live -- and not counting royalties, which are always a crapshoot. When I'll be paid what I'm owed...is subject to a certain amount of Flexibility. Nonsense, she opined.
Why is it that no one believes that the people who actually live the life can't possibly be describing the particulars of that life accurately? Yes, it's an idiotic way to make a living; accept that we're idiots and move on, already.
In any case, this document here ought to be a real eye-opener for her.
Tomorrow, I have a mid-morning appointment 'way away from here. Hoping to make it back to the day-job by the afternoon, but nothing's writ in stone.
My long-term goal, insofar as I have one, and aside living through the remainder of the week, which ought to be manageable, is to write this weekend. *shows teeth and glares around the room* Everybody OK with that?
...since I was in a bad mood, anyway.
This is a new accountant. She did not believe me, when I explained in our initial meeting about Writer's Incomes, the Uncertainty Thereof. Surely, said she, you know what you're going to be paid during the year. No, I answered; I know, sorta, what I'm owed -- if I have active contracts, or books that are to be delivered, or on-pubs that will go live -- and not counting royalties, which are always a crapshoot. When I'll be paid what I'm owed...is subject to a certain amount of Flexibility. Nonsense, she opined.
Why is it that no one believes that the people who actually live the life can't possibly be describing the particulars of that life accurately? Yes, it's an idiotic way to make a living; accept that we're idiots and move on, already.
In any case, this document here ought to be a real eye-opener for her.
Tomorrow, I have a mid-morning appointment 'way away from here. Hoping to make it back to the day-job by the afternoon, but nothing's writ in stone.
My long-term goal, insofar as I have one, and aside living through the remainder of the week, which ought to be manageable, is to write this weekend. *shows teeth and glares around the room* Everybody OK with that?
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Date: 2010-02-04 12:25 am (UTC)(the thought of going to someone who does not understand freelance income... terrifies me. Yes, I admit it, now you know what terrifies me. Bull sharks, and wet-behind-the-ear traditional accountants.)
This weekend, you will have plenty of time to writ. There's some sort of ritual bloodletting event on Sunday that should keep the rest of the world quiet...
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Date: 2010-02-04 01:07 pm (UTC)Accountants up here are like doctors: there aren't many, the ones who are established aren't taking new clients, and the new ones...have to learn.
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Date: 2010-02-04 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-04 12:49 am (UTC)I'm always astonished when people just flat-out don't believe what you're telling them. That's a general you, by the way. I do know there are swindlers and crooks, and... well, liars out there. But how is it that you (specifically, you, or me too, in this case) are placed in that category?
Do we just look dishonest?
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Date: 2010-02-04 01:08 am (UTC)I will sacrifice to the appropriate deities that you be given plenty of non-headache-laden, uninterrupted time to write this weekend.
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Date: 2010-02-04 01:27 am (UTC)This is why every application for student financial aid I've ever sent in has been accompanied by a letter explaining in detail just how oddly spaced and perennially uncertain a freelance writer's income actually is.
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Date: 2010-02-04 03:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-04 04:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-04 01:05 pm (UTC)...ponders...
It's possible that people are more afraid of their accountants than they are of their freelancers...
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Date: 2010-02-04 08:59 am (UTC)You're doing work for the Temperance movement? (I'm not old enough to remember the diatribes and songs about the "demon rum" directly, only through things passed down...)
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Date: 2010-02-04 12:59 pm (UTC)Not exactly. I work in a history department, and the rum-demon poster is for a guest lecture.
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Date: 2010-02-04 11:05 am (UTC)Happy writing!!
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Date: 2010-02-04 12:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-04 02:04 pm (UTC)I hope it stops at 12 inches
Date: 2010-02-04 05:26 pm (UTC)Anne in currently sunny NoVa
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Date: 2010-02-04 03:38 pm (UTC)In fact, the vagaries of the free-lance writer's life and income are one of the reasons that the plurality of my income (and all the benefits, such as they are) comes from secretarying. Excuse me. Administrative Assistanting.
The job I am holding down now has the smallest amount of petty office politics I have ever seen. Ever. Needless to say, it is not in academics. Nor is it in a small sales office, nor in a manufacturer's representative shop.
However, the lack of petty politics is made up for by uncertainty here, as well.