I am an occasional idiot, depending on who you ask (some might say I'm a frequent idiot, but that's really not relevant to this post). Graduate school has taught me a number of rather amusing things: the value of green tea, good conversation, and budgeting. It's the last of these that has me rather perplexed this summer, since I, in fact, did a piss poor job of budgeting, leaving me in a rather compromised position for July. The issue isn't that I won't have enough money, just that I won't have it in time. It's a fun predicament. I'd love to tell you all about how we grad students don't get paid much, but you already know that, either because you are a grad student, you've been one, or you have friends who are or have been.
But I don't want to get into that. The purpose of this post is to lambaste you all with my ridiculous get-rich-quick schemes, after which you are free to say "yeah, that's dumb" and "don't do it."
The ideas are as follows (after the fold):
- Convert The World in the Satin Bag into an ebook and sell it on all the ebook sites for $0.99
The problem? It's an old book. It's a rough book. And should I really be selling fiction to make money? Probably not, but there it is.
- Place some short fiction on this blog and ask for donations
I've thought of doing something along these lines recently, but not necessarily for monetary reasons (see the previous idea too). Something tells me that a lot of you would like to actually see my short fiction, since some of it is supposed to be quite good. It's also started to feel rather ridiculous to me to offer up my fiction to publications that pay next to nothing when I have a larger audience built in here who might give me their time, comments, and (maybe) money. But that's also a side issue, I suppose. The idea still stands, though. I have a blog. I have you folks who read this, and maybe you all would like to read the things I write and give me a buck if you like it. No?
- Get a part time job
Lucky me, there is a job at the local Books-A-Million that I am qualified for. Working in a bookstore you say? I've never done it, and I love books. Oddly enough, Books-A-Million actually asks if you read, unlike some stores that shall remain nameless.
- Sell my soul to a Tytherian warlord
Why not, right? They're buff, hairy, full of spunk, and in good need of souls so they can wield unspeakable magic and what not.
And that's it. I've got nothing else in my repertoire, beyond attempting to make something of my freelance career. The problem with the first two is, as I've pointed out, that it feels somewhat wrong to want to place fiction on this blog or in stores with the express purpose of earning money. It's also a rather dumb idea when you get right down to it. Very few people actually make money selling fiction, but I've got a lot of great stories in my story folder and the first thing that popped in my head was to put it up here and see what would happen.
But let's face it, I'm probably going to try to get that part time job, because it's in a bookstore and I like books. What do you think?