A job–(ish)

I’ve been on a blogging hiatus of late. (Quite. Sounds a wee bit familiar, no?) Indeed, for a writer it would appear I don’t write much. Well, I am happy to report there is something behind my absence, and whilst it is not a book deal, it’s nonetheless something to get my name out there. Yes people, I have finally found some work.¬†Paid¬†work, no less. Truthfully the monetary compensation pales in comparison to the sight of my own byline. (No, really. It does.) But what it does serve is to quash that persistent, nagging doubt squirrelled away in the back of my mind that I’m a fraud in literary clothing. See, I never tell anyone I’m a writer. Like the proverbial tree in the forest, if it falls and nobody is there to hear it, does it...