Freelancing.

I am twiddling my thumbs, waiting for work to come in. I have things lined up, but they’re not for right now.

I’m ready for right now.

I have bids out on eight or nine projects, with nary a nibble (mostly because they’re not ready to pick people yet, looks like).

Thus, I have completed eight chapters on Ray’s book in two days, sent off one story, and started revising another.  I am doing more research into my eventual markets.  I am not sitting still.

Why do I feel like I’m just sharpening my pencils?

My boss.  She doesn’t like me to sit around.

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