Folks, you’ve prob­a­bly noticed that I’m absolute­ly try­ing to get back to post­ing more reg­u­lar­ly. But maybe you noticed that last week, I did­n’t get going until Wednes­day. That’s because I had a side gig pass­ing out fliers that I had to take. You see, where we go from here is sort of up to all of you.

I’m not going to ever do this quite as relent­less­ly as I used to. The post a day and some­times weekends—that was too much. And even when I was absolute­ly light­ing up the night sky with a bea­con vis­i­ble from orbit with the fire of my pro­duc­tiv­i­ty, I was­n’t get­ting to my own fic­tion, and my work-life bal­ance got com­plete­ly out of whack. I got some feed­back that I could use a lit­tle qual­i­ty over quan­ti­ty and, in the days before just before my can­cer diag­no­sis, I was try­ing to lean into that.

I do want to hit three new posts a week con­sis­tent­ly. Plus I’ve been bring­ing over par­tic­u­lar­ly good reruns from the old blog loca­tion one at a time.

But I can’t do it with­out you. Right now, if I get offered a side gig, I have to take it. (And we will be get­ting into how my advice to “write every day” if you want to be a work­ing writer bears out in reverse.) If I pick up a CPT client—even if they want their ses­sion right in the mid­dle of my writ­ing time—I have to take them. You may have even noticed that one of my posts from ear­li­er this month was about my pet sit­ting side-gig. It won’t be the last such post, as I need to get the foun­da­tion estab­lished for my “ten side-gigs in a trench­coat” income stream. My finan­cial sit­u­a­tion, at present, does not pro­vide me with a lot of choice.

I’m nev­er going to stop being a part time per­son­al train­er or go back to writ­ing five days a week, but if you like what I do, and you want it com­ing up top­i­cal­ly, con­sis­tent­ly and reli­ably each week, I need your help.

Now I’m about to “lock my office door*” for the week­end and do some writ­ing. But the first thing I’m going to work on is two dif­fer­ent newslet­ters for my Patrons (the $3 patrons get access to a month­ly behind-the-scenes update and at $25, I delve into what’s real­ly been going on in my per­son­al life). These are the clos­est thing I will ever have to exclu­sive con­tent. They are my small way of say­ing thank you to folks who keep the lights on, and more impor­tant­ly, who keep me writ­ing.

[*I have nei­ther an office nor a lock on my door, but “work hard” need­ed some zhuzh.]

I’m going to have to raise my patre­on prices soon. Infla­tion is ram­pant and my low­est reward tier is not help­ing me enough with keep­ing gro­ceries in the fridge. Many oth­er tiers will be bump­ing up a lit­tle as well. Going for­ward, the rewards that you get today for $3 will cost $5. But if you get in now, you can lock in the cur­rent rewards at their cur­rent con­tri­bu­tion rate in per­pe­tu­ity. AND if you give for a year at a time, you get a fur­ther dis­count.

If you’ve been wait­ing until I’m back to sup­port me, I ful­ly under­stand. The last five years have been some­thing out of a Lemo­ny Snick­et book, and with the excep­tion of my Fas­cism Resis­tance Play­book, I’ve writ­ten more in the last two months than in two whole years before. But the words are flow­ing again. This is the place to get advice about writ­ing, social jus­tice per­spec­tives, a per­son­al pagan priest’s jour­ney, some insight into polyamory and con­sen­su­al non-monogamy, health and fit­ness strate­gies, and So now is the time to reestab­lish your con­tri­bu­tion or just become a patron for the first time.

How­ev­er, I’m writ­ing about as fast as I can right now until/unless I have the finan­cial secu­ri­ty to pass up a side gig to keep going, so if you like what I do and care to see more of it in the world, I could real­ly use your sup­port.

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