Ah man. Sad news today. I've had to abandon a sinking ship. Which ship? The one that goes by the name of Koku Gamer.
Let's get this straight - there are only a handful of times in my life where I've been paid for my writing. Once was when my theatrical production of "Mother Goose" was staged. And I'm sure there were other times, but they escape me.
Finally, after two months of slogging about, begging for a job, I decided that I should be making money if I'm going to be sitting on the computer all day. A little voice in my head reminded me of the website Fiverr.
In and out of the post-college murkiness, I try to shake it off and climb on over to the land of National Novel Writing Month, more often known as NaNoWriMo. Trying to breathe new life into a promising novel of mine, currently known as The Train Pirates.
Doing this as well as writing for Koku Gamer, and searching for one of those all-coveted paid jobs... welp, it's all compounded to making me sick. I never seem to be able to get things done and be healthy simultaneously. Haven't actually started the NaNo writing yet, and I'm three days late. But I'll catch up. I usually do. Wish me luck!