You read that right, folks.
I’m getting paid for a story. Can you believe that? I can’t.
Let’s make a note here. I’ve been paid $10.00 for story.
No. I’m not missing zeros.
So, I won’t be quitting my job and moving to a secluded writing compound. Don’t worry. But I’m still proud of it. It’s a good thing. You don’t often get the opportunity to have your hobby/passion project pay you. It’s a big moment when someone is willing to look at something you made and say, “Yeah. I’ll pay for that.”
What does this big transition mean, you ask. Not much.
I’m still at work writing for websites and writing stories and trying to have them published. This 10-spot hasn’t slowed me down or changed how I think about things. It’s motivating and it’s good news, but it isn’t going to be paying any bills. I need to work and live and continue to write.
There is a silver-lining here.
The magazine that paid me is an actually print magazine. I can buy copies and I intend to buy a lot of them.
Before you think I’m a vain asshole, let me clarify.
I want to buy copies for my parents and the professors that believed in me and my writing. I want them all to have something physical that represents all the work and time that they put into me.
I’ve been wanting to do something like this for a long time. Unfortunately, the stories I’ve published are mostly on websites. For the first one in print, I think I am going to go all out.
Remember. Nothing changes because you have $10 more dollars in your pocket. Nothing changes because of an acceptance. The work still matters. It’s still hard and it’s still a sacrifice.
I’ll be doing that work with you.