When I was just a young embryo first starting out in life I knew exactly who, and what I wanted to be… Bill Gates. But, since that embryo had already been taken, I settled on becoming an embryo with a burning desire to write instead.
I knew right from the start, being a writer was for everyone! I mean, look at how many unpaid writer’s there are out there—and that’s just on WordPress alone! Many of them writing by day, some by night, others by candlelight—paying utility bills is a luxury bloggers can’t afford.
But, when you decide on a career as an unpaid writer, like I did… you expect to starve.
Yet I knew, if I stood out from all the other writers already out there… that would eventually mean I would have to start making me some money. So, when my career as a counterfeiter eventually ended… I went to prison. There, another writer and I decided to split the rent and share a cell together.
We wrote on the walls a lot in those days.
I guess none of it was worth publishing though, as no one ever came knocking on our cell with a cash advance. In time, we went our separate ways, he through a drain pipe, and I over the wall. But, those years we spent together writing graffiti… prepared me for the rejection slips to come.
I honed my skill at rejection by sending many of my writings to one place after another. Sometimes they were threats to the police, blackmail notes to the very very wealthy, and dirty lust filled letters to Zooey Deschanel. Each one came back stamped with the same familiar refrain… “REJECTED!”
Undaunted, I continued to send the same lust filled letters I had once sent to Zooey, but this time to the police. Finally, instead of receiving rejection slips, I was received slips stamped…”AMUSING.” The size large women’s slips were often autographed. I knew Olga (my old prison guard) wouldn’t forget me.
Now, having been sexually aroused, I began writing for Playboy Magazine. They never bought anything from me, but I never stopped writing to them, in hopes of becoming an unpaid published staff writer. In fact, I nearly gave up the whole idea of writing for a possible career in photography, thanks to (LOOKING at), uh… I mean… reading Playboy.
But, photographing men wasn’t my cup of tea. I mean… Playboy?
I was then asked to consider taking up journalism, but my heart was still set on being a writer. I finally settled on the style of writer I wanted to be, that of a humorist. I even wrote former humor columnist, Dave Berry, and told him that if he could be considered a humorist, then anybody could.
He replied to my letter saying that his attorneys would be in contact with me concerning slander. I was genuinely touched by his kind gesture. And, I’m sure at some point they would have gotten around to mentioning some six or seven figure number to me. But, I didn’t want to work for some rag writing untruths.
So, here I am, the successfully gifted unpaid semi-professional writer you see before you today, blogging on WordPress for nothing. Yep, I’m living the dream. I can hear you all now, “But Paul, your readers don’t pay for it.”
And there you’d be wrong my friends.
Oh they’re paying for it—every time they happen to read anything I post on this blog.
Hahaha! You silly man, you! 💋 Keep on with your
OH MY GOD! Mel just passed out from laughing too hard from my sense of humor! I knew I should have held back from using excessive silliness! 😀
Hahaha! Xoxoxoxoxo
:O)
I slipped and hit send before I was finished…
Keep on with your wiring and I’ll happily keep on reading for free! 😘
Oh thank god. Hey wait a minute, Mel…for free!!! 😀
Lolololol! 😅 God I love you! 💋
Bless you my child, you’re absolved of that mini transgression. :O)
Phew! 😘
LOL… and sigh. 😀
lol! we all hear ya 🙂
Thank you, Jodi. So happy to have you among my long-time, but consistently bewildered readers. ;o)
Back at ya buddy!
Ha…Keep living the dream !! and what is it about Zooey D. ??? ☺
I think its her mind. Yeah that’s it. I’m in love with her mind. Van, for a brief moment there, I think I almost became like all those other red-blooded males. Thank goodness I’m out of touch with reality. 😀
her mind…lol. Thanks ☺
No problem, glad I was able to clear that up. Can’t have people fuzzy on the whole Zooey thing. But just for the record, who names their child after a zoo?
Yes we do pay for it!
LOL…Kate, you said that like you actually thought you were paying for it because you read my writing. Of course, I knew all along you were just kidding. You card you! 😀
I was thinking in terms of sanity!
Oh no, I haven’t known sanity since—when was it—oh yeah… October of 88.
We can tell.
But, is it that obvious? And here I thought I was doing so well.
You had me AT THE TITLE!
You should have a tip jar.
Your right Jay, this working for peanuts is for the elephants. 😀
that’s Great story , keep on
Thank you, Laiq. Yes, it’s not easy writing science fiction. Thank goodness I don’t. But, the worlds reader’s are more grateful because I don’t too. :O)
welcome.
You bet I’m paying. That’s 2 minutes of my life that I can’t get back… and my time is $25.00/minute. So that’s $50.00 I just paid without exchanging currency.
Boy that’s a relief! I’m so happy you only lost $50.00, Sandi! The post was originally coming in at a little over ten minutes. So I wound up having to pay Jimmy Kimmel, Steven Colbert, and Jimmy Fallon to take 8 minutes and 22 seconds of my priceless material away. However, they actually made a profit on the deal as my material was better then there opening monologues, plus they were paid to take it. See… it could have been worse. Nah, no need to thank me, Sandi.
They took it up the arrears, you don’t say?
Well yeah. But, you have to remember they’re just late night talk show host. Not experienced talented bloggers with a semi-large number of followers on WordPress like you and I, Sandi. Obviously, not even remotely close to being in our league. Poor devils. 😀
Damn it, we’re funny. I know it and you know it, and a few others do too… There should be a warning label on your home page so no one can sue you later.
Yes we are, and there is…but its in the very, very, VERY fine print. 😀
put a magnifier glass on there so we can push to zoom in. 🙂
Are we going to burn ants?
From what I’ve been told, the surefire way for humor writers to earn money is (a.) stop being a humor writer, and (b.) go out and earn money. Apparently, the two are opposing forces that cannot coexist in the natural world. (Which might explain why all the rich humor writers live in Hollywood.)
I once asked Woody Allen what his secret for success was. And he said, “This is a closed set. Someone get this creep out of here!” But the frantic, high-pitched way he said it only made everybody laugh, which goes to show that nobody takes you seriously when you write humor.
Allen, as you know, humor writing is sacred stuff. Give it up? Why that’s sacrilegious! And go out and earn money? What a concept! As humorist, you and I, we can just call ourselves evangelist, and money will just come pouring in…TAX FREE! But, while not trying to bring religion into this discussion, were these…Jewish nobodies we’re talking about who didn’t take our written humor seriously? I mean, that’s Hollywood in a nutshell! 😀
Love your post, but I’ve had that ‘unpaid writer job’ routine down to a science for years!!
LOL I love consulting experts. 😀
Is this the line for refunds?
Yes sir. Do you have your receipt? 😀
Hey! I made seven dollars and fifty cents last month from my writing! Course it took twenty years and three books and since I’m also an editor it may be some other book (or my mother) that made me that windfall but never give up hope! I mean, I almost made enough money for a cup of coffee! ; )
LOL Almost two cups! Well, if I ever get around to doing a book (if only I knew how to put one together for Amazon-but for now the world can rest easy) I’ll let you edit my mess. Then you’ll really wish you hit that windfall, Jan. :O)
This was too funny! I guess the support from Olga paid off!
Olga’s the best! Thanks to her I’m the man I am today. Yes? Oh, coming dumpling! I gotta go Mindy, I don’t think I can take another shot from that frying pan. At least, not today. 😀
Hahaha yes, I think it’s better to hurry!
I’ll do my best currently trying to do a 3 minute mile to get there (huffing and puffing), in order to avoid contact with kill it skillet!
Good luck, speed racer!
Thanks Trixie. DRIVE CHIM CHIM DRIVE!
Hey, we appear to share the same unpaid profession, although I’m not sure which of us is unpaid more. I enjoyed the post and can only say that being threatened with slander by Dave Barry’s lawyers would be considered a career high by anyone. Nobody famous ever threatened to sue me, sadly.
Incidentally, congratulations on your fictitious Pulitzer.
You noticed my Pulitzer! I wanted to display it for all to see—seeing as so fictitious (okay, a big fat lie) of an award should be rubbed in the face of others—but alas, I have no mantel. To use a sophisticated idiom, if I may (in hopes of persuading Columbia University into adding a 22nd category to the Pulitzer), “More’s the pity.” 😀
Oh no! Well, perhaps you could imagine a mantelpiece for it to sit on. 😀
As it stands right now, it takes every ounce of imagination I have (currently hovering around.02%) to imagine the Pulitzer for blogging, but on a good day (almost 3.2% on the imagination meter) I just MIGHT be able to pull that off. Thanks Bun. I’m going go for it!
Hey, good luck! I’m rooting for you. 🙂
Thanks, I’ll need all the backing I can get. The Pulitzer people seem to regard me as more than a little suspect. But, I’m sure that will pass once they realize the many masterpiece’s I’ve produced here on my blog. I only hope they discover them before I die, because I can’t wait to spend the money that comes with the prize. 😀
Oh, there’s money for that too? I just read the Nobel prize is 8 million Swedish Krona (about US$1.1 million or €1.16 million according to the source). I think we both have to be discovered then we can have races around the Golfe de Saint-Tropez in our yachts.
I confess to not knowing anything about yachting, other than sitting on the deck, wearing a Panama hat, and sipping from a champagne glass. But I think I could get used to the idea of yacht racing around the south of France. Last one to get there has to count the other ones money.See you Nice! 😀
Dang, there’s more to yachting? Who knew? Love the money counting idea, though. I’ll bring the wheelbarrows. 😀
Great idea! All the best people do.
Yup, something told me when I saw the embryo looming large that I’d be in for a ride hahaha. And might I have detected a tad of sarcasm in the last line? *giggles*
LMAO! 😀
XD
Paul. You’re the very best successful unpaid career writer of humor I know. Besides you wouldn’t want to be paid. Money will mess with your inspiration and you’ll develop writer’s block or become uninspired. We wouldn’t want that now, would we?
Well, I suppose your right, George. I am the very best successful unpaid career writer of humor you know. But, I wouldn’t mind joining the ranks of some of the very best successful PAID writers of humor that you know. Really, I wouldn’t mind that at all! Maybe, I could just get paid in gold bullion instead of all that inspiration obstructing, writer blocking cash. Yep, I think your right, George, there is something about money that just gets in the way of people being productive. But, GOLD BULLION… now that’s different. 😀
Well, if you’re going for it, you may as well go for the gold..:)
Right you are, George. Bronze and silver are out of the question. Have a great weekend, George. :O)
You too , Paul.
Thank you, George. 🙂
Paul, I’ve nominated you for a Sunshine Blogger Award! For a quick run-down on how to accept this life-altering award (hyperbole added for emphasis ;>) go here: http://mitchteemley.com/2015/09/18/call-me-mr-sunshine/
Thank you, Mitch. Life altering hey? This could mean a change is in order. My wife is going to be so happy. I’ll have to get a new pair of jeans, and a new tee-shirt! 😀
Lol! So funny- I love your sense of humor! Also reading this took up about 3 minutes of my day, so technically I’ve paid you with 3 minutes. Unfortunately for you, as another unpaid writer/drawer/thrower of things- I don’t make money per hour. I actually just cost roughly about $3 per hour to maintain my current lifestyle. So if I earned $3 an hour, that would be like I was donating $9 worth of my time to you- but since I earn -$3 per hour I think that means you owe me $9. I’m pretty sure I have that right, but I’ve had a couple of glasses of wine tonight so I’m really not totally sure.
Anyhow, keep writing. I’ll keep reading.
LOL! 😀 Now I’m absolutely sure I’ve downed a keg! I lost count of how much my writing had set you back after you said $ 3.00 an hour. It was at this point I looked down at the bottom of the keg and decided I needed another. But, nope, my new math failed me again. If my calculations are correct, I’m pretty sure your the most interesting woman in the world! Stay thirsty my friend.
Ok oops apparently wine, time, and basic math arithmetic don’t go well together. I guess the above comment only works if it took me 3 hours to read your post, or I were making/costing $180 an hour. Both of those things aren’t true. Sorry about the bad math, but you know, the point stands.
LMAO! Sarah, what are ya trying to do to me? Laughing so hard on this end! You’re so damn funny!!! 😀
I pay for it in smiles. I hope that’s OK, because it’s all I’ve got 🙂 lol
That’s the best reward a writer like myself would ever want to receive. I mean, I’d take the money, I’m not a fool. But seriously, thank you, Juls, very much. 😀
Thank you so much for liking my poem Recrimination on my blog WordMusic.
Brent Kincaid
Your welcome, Brent.
Well, at least we are all or most of us are in the same boat.Keep those fingers typing on the keyboard and maybe someday one of the many bloggers will be rich and famous.