January 11th, 2009
I’m not sure exactly how it happened, but I know I had something to do with it.
I started working again at my old company. Doing the same things I’d done before the call to write my book practically blew me out of the office park. Maybe I needed proof my masters’ degrees hadn’t gone to waste. Maybe I was sick and tired of the startled reactions I got when I answered the ‘what do you do?” question with “I’m a writer” and nothing hardcover to back it up.
Most likely it’s because I was tired of not making any money. I wasn’t pulling my weight financially; just the three kids, laundry, groceries, dinners, lunches, bills, dog (yes we have one now) social calendar, team snacks, and carpools.
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By Kimberley Kwok
