Friday, December 13, 2019
I rarely talk in-depth about my job. It’s in my long bio over on Facebook and Amazon, but I feel as though I don’t pay it enough respect, despite being what sustains me while I continue aspiring for a life as a full-time writer. It’s 3:45 pm right now, and I am ready to go to work, even though I am not scheduled to start until 5:00 pm
Let’s say I have a propensity for punctuality.
I’m in my room, reading Educated by Tara Westover. I live in a very nice and quiet three-bedroom apartment near work with two more people: Marysol and Steven. Marysol and I take care of Steven. That’s a long story for another day.
I sent a message to Alexa, someone very special, after I put the book down.
I had stopped journaling for a long time, but now I decided that I need to get back to it. I am ready to go to work, a couple of blocks down the road, to a place that must have a fictional name. The names of some of the characters will also be fictional, you know, to avoid a lawsuit when I am famous and have a lot of money to wipe my ass with it.
I’ll be leaving soon, gotta finish another chapter of Educated before I hit the road.
Later that night…
The job didn’t offer anything existing today, there were no drunk customers, homeless people sleeping in the booths, or any disgruntled person who felt he needed to be treated like a king.
I’ve been thinking about the story I am working on, while at the same time considering to write two stories; somehow that doesn’t sound like a good idea, due to the possible number of unfinished stories I am going to have, but also, ironically, that could also be a motivator to keep on going.
I do find myself procrastinating at times.
The hours at work at long and sometimes grueling, and because finding four hours of peace to write are no longer a choice, I have to devise a new plan. A plan that is going to be noisy. But I got to do what I got to do, right?
I talked to Katalina about my plan. She is a waitress. Very supporting and hard-working. Everyone loves Katalina. I often say that she should be the one in charge.
She agrees that I got to do what I got to do. I’m in no rush. For now, I gotta clean a couple of tables. I’ll come back to write some more later.