Saturday, November 15, 2014

the make more mail initiative


I'm writing this evening from Fayetteville, Arkansas. I came down here to investigate an editing job, but I don't think that job is going to work out. They wanted me to move to Siloam Springs, Arkansas, and I can't do that. There are plenty of reasons that I'm unwilling to relocate, and if you're wondering what those are, just read any of this blog from the past year.

For a few weeks before I travelled to Arkansas, I was pretty convinced that the job was going to happen. I felt certain that I'd hammer out a deal wherein I could work remotely and commute twice a month. The prospect of writing and editing for a good salary thrilled me and I brimmed with optimism. One day I dragged Dave to the brand new Whole Foods. "Look at all the things we're going to be able to eat" I said. "With my new salary we will buy black mushroom Peruvian salt from a barrel and we will eat like kings."

Quitting the nursing track is a big deal, but I was ready to do that. After all, writing for a living has always been my plan A, but I have abandoned my plan A for something more stable and dependable. I want to have children, and one day I'd like to be able to support us entirely on my salary. This was my own mother's goal, despite being happily married to my gainfully employed father. And she was successful. "You never know what's going to happen," my mom would say, "so you should be able to support your family all by yourself. Just in case."

So here I thought I'd finally found a way to write for a good salary. Actually, it was a fantastic salary. My mom bought me a nice new sweater so that I could feel confident. Are you 29 and needing your mom to buy you a nice sweater for a job interview? Because I am.

They were not willing to let me work remotely. The job did not work out. The artisan salt evaporated, so did my optimism, so did my ability to buy a nice sweater for myself.

On Friday afternoon I drove from Siloam Springs into Fayetteville, where I have some very dear friends. As I drove I was forced to think about things I do not relish thinking of. I felt very down. I had that feeling you get when your big break exploded and there's nothing left of it and then you're driving a rental car alone through Arkansas.

But then someone I met through writing this blog, a woman named Nico who looks like a beautiful Sprite, took me out to dinner.

She owns the restaurant. I had never met her before, and she ordered us every single thing on the menu. The plates kept coming all night. I ate a whole plate of meatballs and a tray of cheese and I realized something.

Something that cheered me up immensely.

Then I came up with an idea, and bear with me because it's going to take a few little bit of explanation. It's called the Wilder Coast Make More Mail Initiative. Included in the make more mail initiative is something called Mystery Prize Monday.

I cannot explain it now, because then the post would be too long. I'm going to pick this up on Monday. It will be the inaugural Mystery Prize Monday. I'll see you then, alright? Goodbye.

16 comments:

Rachel said...

Very mysterious! But I love the sound of it. I still have that wonderful card that you sent me, along with the sea glass necklace.

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry that it did not work out. I know that you were very excited. I am surprised that in today's world a company would not consider having you work remotely, but I guess they want what they want. Their loss- you're a wonderful writer!

CHATTY CATHY 1975 said...

I always find that when something like this happens, it's best to stand up, yell "PLOT TWIST!!!", make a drink and then love along. Congratulations on your plot twist!!

Anonymous said...

I don't think you are supposed to writing for someone else, or writing for someone else.

I think you should be writing your own book. This may feel like a blow, but I think this happened for a reason.

DeNae said...

Ooh. I'm so intrigued. See you on Monday.

meg bird said...

Can't wait to hear it!

Mandy in AZ said...

Excited for Monday! And I'm never excited for Monday!

Jessica said...

what??!! that's crazy that they would not let you work remotely. everyone i know works remotely! well not everyone, but it's so common. how cool that you met Nicolette. Would have loved to have shared the evening with you two!

Aiyana said...

I stumbled on your blog several years ago when you wrote about wanting to have kids but not being able to be open about that, so as to not scare off the climber-boys you dated. I could relate, and liked your writing style, so I subscribed to your blog and have read nearly every post since. When I saw your SBP jacket I grinned, as CP is a dear friend from our Portland days. And now you venture to tiny Siloam Springs, where my sister-in-law lives? Funny how interwoven our lives are, all of us. Small coincidences all the time, and who knows where each one might lead. Good luck sorting out the next turn in your path!

Aimee said...

Excited to hear the plans, and sorry the job isnt a go-er. Another day... another place. xx

Anonymous said...

Pssshh. Their loss! You're a great writer! I look forward to each one of your posts....as do a lot of us it appears!

Melina said...

@Aiyana, I love connections like that! CP was a fantastic and funny boss! I'm so glad you found me on Kelle's blog and that you kept reading. Thank you and thanks for the comment.

Jessica said...

PLOT TWIST!!!
I love it. Can't wait to see what you've come up with!

Carey King said...

you know this is the first time I have ever heard someone voice something I have felt but never shared with anyone but my husband. I would love to earn enough to let my husband follow any dream he felt like, I mean he is currently in a great corporate job but I know he wants something else.This is probably why I am an architectural interior designer and Pilates instructor.. I've always kind of hoped I could get us to the point where we could live steady on my salary.. I think that is such a great dream to have- I'm with you 100% :)

katrkatekate said...

Your posts could never be too long!

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