I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary.
The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.
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Oh dear.
No. Not at all. The suffering has only begun.
(Heh. I'm on the Mom side of this -- I am thinking of the torments that would be inflicted on my fourteen-year-old in this case...)
peace,
@Zach: Well, in Mary's defense, she was in something of a dilemma over this. Finding her sister vs her promise to watch the house.
But, yeah, definitely a life lesson moment here.
Dilemma, schlemma. Leave the drama and dithering to Hamlet, I say. :)
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