I don’t often talk politics on this blog because that’s not what it’s for, but in rare cases I come across a political topic like the Republican Tax Bill that affects not only creative people with Day Jobs, but all of us who don’t quite fit the Traditional Middle-Class Mold of going to college, getting a high-paying job, and working that high-paying job until retirement.
For the past few weeks President Trump’s been talking about a new tax bill that he and others have touted as a way to bring tax relief to the middle class, in addition to reducing paperwork and loosening restrictions on businesses to make them more competitive. Though the exact rhetoric around the bill has been mixed, the White House has been careful to plant the seed that the bill isn’t designed to help the wealthy, and Continue reading
In the Woods of Memory tells of the rape of a teenage girl during the American occupation after the Battle of Okinawa and the subsequent attack on an American soldier by a young Japanese fisherman. Though the novel begins in 1945, most of it takes place sixty years later as Medoruma places us in the perspectives of nine Japanese and American characters, bridging the events across time. The novel’s real power unfolds as readers merge its events together on their own, pinnacling in the stream-of-consciousness Seiji chapter (originally written using Okinawan dialect) that evokes the most powerful modernist fiction.
In the Woods of Memory at Stone Bridge Press
Just a quick note this week, since it’s been a busy one.
When I last checked in for my October novel progress I was working on typing up the revisions from the 3rd draft and had gotten through 55 pages, or about 20% of it. That was pretty good, but not great.
November’s progress was similar: as of today I’ve gotten through 120 pages of revisions, or roughly 40% of the draft. That’s also good (and slightly better than last month’s progress!), but not even close to where I’d like to be.
I am happy this month that I was able to spend more nights actually working than in previous months. That’s partly because I developed a rhythm of Continue reading
D’Onofrio’s novels take place in fictitious Aviario, Connecticut, a town where the underground lines of magic intersect and supernatural happenings abound. This second book in the series revolves around a string of murders, a demon that haunts one of the town’s oldest families, and a romance that everyone except the main character thinks is a bad idea. The story’s real energy, however, comes from its twentysomething cast of characters who read tarot cards, run a magic shop, play table-top games, and never fail to talk like real people, making the whole novel feel decidedly current (spirit animals notwithstanding).
Angela D’Onofrio’s website
So you know how much I love scheduling and To-Do lists and keeping your life and goals organized, so I figured I’d spread the word! I’m giving away a FREE (!!!!) 2018 schedule book and day planner to one lucky reader so you can start the year off right managing your priorities.
How can you be the lucky winner of this FREE giveaway, you ask? Well, there’s a few ways to get the prize, and each one will earn you a chance at winning:
- Comment on this post saying you’re interested (1 chance)
- Add your insights to the comments section on any other post on this blog (1 chance)
- Like my But I Also Have a Day Job page on Facebook (1 chance)
- Sign up for my (occasional) digest mailing list of blog highlights and insights into cool stuff I’ve been working on (1 chance)
- Share any of my Day Job blog posts via Facebook, Twitter or outlet of your choice—and don’t forget to tag me in it! (1 chance)
- Share a story about how you relate to your job, whether it’s a Day Job or something you’re more passionate about. What made you take it? Is it an end point, or a stepping stone to something different? Do you balance creative work with keeping the bills paid, or do you earn your keep from a job that gives you a greater sense of purpose? Post a comment here and share your insights with the world! (5 chances)
Do any (or all!) of these things in the next two weeks to increase your odds of winning, and on December 13th I’ll add up everyone’s entries, draw a random number as the winner, and mail you your very own schedule book just in time for Christmas! You know, in case you already have your own and need an extra stocking stuffer this holiday season ;-)
Good luck everybody!
It’s that time of year again.
For the past five years I’ve done a yearly Art Swap where I round up a group of creative folks (almost all of whom have Day Jobs of their own) and everyone makes a project of some kind, in any medium, big or small. They make enough for everyone in the swap, mail them to me, and I collect the shipping money and mail the projects out to everyone else.
Organizing the whole thing is surprisingly simple—I keep in touch via plain ol’ email, set some deadlines early on to keep people on track, then send out group reminders as those deadlines get closer. Most everyone involved finds the deadlines helpful, since as I wrote about a few weeks ago, we tend to take tasks Continue reading
Elif Batuman is a grad student in Russian literature, and these essays are about her adventures. Aside from some dense portions related to the actual Russian literature, this book moves, due in no small part to Batuman’s dry, quick-witted humor that pokes fun at everyone from the Uzbek landlord who feeds her from an ant-covered jam jar to the elderly professor who literally shits his pants. The real gems, however, are Batuman’s introduction on why she avoided creative writing (reminiscent of her essay “Get a Real Degree”) and her reflections on grad student obsessions—both pointed commentaries on academia.
I used to stress out about work, but then I stopped.
Way, way back before I’d come up with the Day Job Philosophy, at my previous jobs I was always trying to support my employer by doing my best, since that was the way I’d been raised. I worked hard, tackled all the assignments I was given, tried to impress my superiors, and focused a lot on making other people happy—and it almost destroyed me.
Back then, I believed that if I did a job well I’d naturally be recognized for it, which would then lead me to more success and material rewards Continue reading
While waiting for a train, Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy are sucked back into a much-changed Narnia to help the rightful Prince Caspian regain his throne. I’ve realized that for me the most lukewarm sections of the Narnia books are the battles, which Lewis relates either through dialogue, summary, or another distancing mechanism. With World War II a recent memory in 1951, these battles are clearly important to Lewis, but fail to capture the modern imagination. A shame, since the rest of this is quite immersive, with the Christian symbolism once again revealed in a more controlled manner.
Some days I just don’t have the energy to sit down and do my creative work. It happens to all of us, and if you hear someone say that they can work every day despite the circumstances than they’re either lying through their teeth or they’ve somehow found the Holy Grail of Creativity that magically allows them to work at 100% peak performance all the time (which doesn’t seem likely).
Everybody reading this knows that feeling: when you come home tired from a long day at work, when you’re worried about bills, your future, or a breakup, or when you wake up on a Sunday too hungover to do much of anything. In these shittiest of shitty moments, the last thing you want to do is Continue reading
A boy raised in the Calormen desert south of Narnia meets a talking horse and flees a life of slavery on a journey north. Lewis’s Christian symbolism grows even more painfully obvious here, espousing an outdated fable of a heathen from the backward Pagan lands (Calormen) embracing Jesus (Aslan) as he works to get to heaven (Narnia). This feels more egregious when you consider Lewis’s treatment of Calormen with a Middle Eastern theme, though his protagonist’s skin is “fair and white” like the “beautiful barbarians of the north.” Combine this with an unimaginative plot and the result is….not worthwhile.
“But wait!” some of you naysayers might be shouting after my last entry about creating a world where people don’t have to spend all their time working just to get by, “if people didn’t have to work, then they’d just sit around playing video games until they ran out of money, and then society would fall apart! The only way to keep people from being lazy is to make sure they’re working hard so they can learn responsibility!”
I hear different versions of this argument a lot, and it always irks me because it assumes that the majority of people are innately Lazy and Useless, so we have to force them to work just to teach them a lesson.
This argument falls apart when you consider that being forced to work uninspiring, mindless jobs makes you see work solely as a chore, like that dishwashing metaphor I always use for unpleasant tasks Continue reading