I see a cartoon in my future...me standing beside an intersection on Memorial Road, holding up a cardboard sign that says "Will Write for Food."
I'm amused, sort of.
I'm facing a long summer with severely reduced income. That's why I need more students enrolled in two classes I'm supposed to teach. Under a new system at UCO, if enough don't sign up to match my salary, they toss the students out, and nail my salary. I currently have 18 and 22 in the classes--Blogging in June and the Press in Film in July-- and need more. If you know of any prospects, talk them into it, please.
This also explains why I'm writing for the Journal Record this month. I'm thankful to Ted Streuli and the folks at the JR for using me as a freelancer until a new energy and real estate reporter shows up in a couple of weeks. And it is a breath of fresh air in my life as I get out of my comfort zone and enjoy being a journalist again. I'm already writing for food. Will do more. Rates are reasonable.
In the meantime, I'm, designing my cardboard sign.