I found a job. But I don’t start until Monday.

I will be working in a restaurant. This time it’s small, privately owned, upper-scale-ish and in Nashville. I won’t be working nights at first, which will be a welcome respite from late night shifts like in the past. Once I am comfortable working lunch shifts I may be able to work overtime, some doubles, which will be the quickest way to get me back to good financially.

I needed to find work immediately and am glad I found something almost as soon as I began looking. I hope working days better allows me to budget my time writing, both for pleasure and for profit.

It pleases me to tell you that there are some exciting writing projects under way. Well, two is some, right? One of which makes me wriggly in my seat when I think about it. More details to come with time. Pinky swear.

P.S. How many of you would mind looking at a few ads until I get my first couple of paychecks? Desperate times mean desperate measures.

UPDATE: Google AdSense rejected my site because I curse too much. Stupid Motherf-ers.