My problem lies in reconciling my gross habits with my net income.
~Errol Flynn
This is an exciting time in life; my family on the brink of a shift.
Most of it’s wonderful, but like any move from blue ribbon to better, there’s little reward without any stairs to climb.
Sweet isn’t near as sweet if you’ve never known sour.
Some of the vinegar in the emigration to full time writer, is this long middling, when the idea of being a chooch frequently worms its way between my ears, lays eggs, then wiggles down my spine to settle where I sit.
Psst… Writer Dad.
Sigh. Yes, incessant voice inside my head?
Most readers don’t know random Italian slang. You only got yours because you read the forward to Mario Puzo’s, “Fortunate Pilgrim.” (Not that you actually read the book.)
Oh, incessant voice. Good point.
A chooch, according to Italians, is someone who allows their family to fully indulge in their eccentricities, even though they don’t lay a single crumb on the table.
I’d rather have teeth breaking through the skin on the side of my face.
I love writing. It’s harder than breathing, but easier than doing the dishes.
If I can carve out a living for myself, and my loved ones, by letting my fingers dance across these keys, then I’ll bow down and count myself as one of the lucky ones. But I can’t stand the idea of pouring over piles of syllables, belaboring every single page and paragraph of a novel that might take another year, and designing rhymes that no one will ever enunciate, when there’s a stack of bills that need to be paid (and quickly).
If I’m a writer, than my responsibility is to not only produce content that makes me smile, my family proud, and audience happy, but that also puts food in our tummies and fattens the college fund.
I don’t want to be the guy who goes to his garage with three drunk buddies and plays off key oldies, mouthing off about one day getting a gig, while his family’s inside passing a tub of popcorn and saying, “Where’s Daddy?
I want to write.
I want to write chapter books for my children, and a love story for my wife; something funny and tragic for my mom, and maybe a western for my dad. Perhaps I’ll pen something dark and quiet, cynical and sweet for my sister.
I can’t wait to write a book on raising children or running a pre-school, and I’ve got an awesome idea for a sci-fi novel. I’ll probably start on it as soon as I’m finished with the book being written right now.
I don’t need a Costco sticker covering up the last letter in the title of my tome, but my time must amount to something.
I just can’t stand the thought of being a chooch.
Writer Dad
Disclaimer: Daisy does not endorse this post. I have read it to her three times. One had this really hilarious ending that was far better than this one. But I digress. Daisy doesn’t think that I could ever be a Chooch, and poses a strong objection to the word, especially when used in relation to myself.
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Nice post. Stop thinking and start writing, that’s what my husband keeps telling me. Money isn’t everything but of course it helps…Keep writing
Patricia
Somehow, Mr. Fowler’s response does not surprise me. Thanks for the entertainment, Dave.
Sean, no one wants to be a “mooch” (Is that word more acceptable, Dave?) Just give it time. You have too much talent to get stuck raiding Grandma’s pantry for tomorrow’s lunch. :)
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Somehow, Mr. Fowler’s response does not surprise me. Thanks for the entertainment, Dave.
Sean, no one wants to be a “mooch” (Is that word more acceptable, Dave?) Just give it time. You have too much talent to get stuck raiding Grandma’s pantry for tomorrow’s lunch. :)
Jamie Simmermans last blog post..No Regrets: Looking Ahead
Urban Vox: MWA HA HA HA HA!
Miguel: Be glad you don’t know. CostCo is a semi embarrassing American big box warehouse store, where they sell things in large quantities disguised as good deals. They also have books (bestsellers) at a slightly discounted cost.
Patricia: I will to my best to think less and write more.
Jamie: Thanks for rereading the old stuff, and thanks for the Stumble.
Urban Vox: MWA HA HA HA HA!
Miguel: Be glad you don’t know. CostCo is a semi embarrassing American big box warehouse store, where they sell things in large quantities disguised as good deals. They also have books (bestsellers) at a slightly discounted cost.
Patricia: I will to my best to think less and write more.
Jamie: Thanks for rereading the old stuff, and thanks for the Stumble.
I must agree. You couldn’t be a “chooch” if you tried!
Surpsriingly well-written and informative for a free online article.
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I must agree. You couldn’t be a “chooch” if you tried!
Teena: I believe you’re the first person who knows the color of my eyes to leave a defense of my choochiness. Thanks.
Teena: I believe you’re the first person who knows the color of my eyes to leave a defense of my choochiness. Thanks.
It's great that you've found your main passion, and you are clearly brilliant with your writing; I've never connected so well with words, maybe because you are very personal.
Sweet isn’t near as sweet if you’ve never known sour.
I think I'm going to have to steal this one for future use. So simple and so to the point :)
Cheers,
Glen
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