Yet another copybook.
Or, to be more precise, another ring binder.

Fact is, while my country sinks into terminal economic crisis and my CVs disappear in the black hole in which the CVs of the overeducated and underemployed end their life, I’m fulfilling my old dream of writing for a living.
Or die trying.

This means, among other things, keeping an eye out for open calls in the genres I normally write.

Which in turns means be organized, and write fast.
I already covered the write fast side of things in previous post, so I’ll talk about organization (or lack thereof) here. Continue reading →