tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15034156.post6757760866433515505..comments2023-05-31T09:03:34.365-05:00Comments on Trailer Park Paradise: Ugh..Just, ugh.Sabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13746486966764162127noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15034156.post-76311110083757966892013-04-30T08:52:27.731-05:002013-04-30T08:52:27.731-05:00Sabra, I won't presume to know the source of ...Sabra, I won't presume to know the source of your discontent but I do know that one of <i>your</i> hobbies is demonstrates a serious talent. I've said it before and I'll repeat it again about your writing. You have such talent backed with an ability to research and get to the real point of things. You could easily grace the op-ed page of any large city paper. Given the resources, I suspect you could scoop and of the local investigative reporters. <br /><br />I can't even speculate how much free time you could possibly have, given the little ones underfoot but surely there is an hour or two a day that you could give yourself to write an essay or two, a compilation of which would be worth purchasing as a self published, little up-front cash involved, venture. <br /><br />I have a former co-worker who has self-published 4 or 5 books now in order to supplement his income as a security guard in a casino. No, he hasn't made enough money to quit his day job, but having attempted to read his nonsense, it was clear he has a lot of spare time and very little talent (or spell check), and still, it has been profitable enough to continue the venture.<br /><br />Sometimes, bitching is funny (when it isn't at my house), so why not write about it?Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04752379587655151211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15034156.post-62910763737432529592013-04-29T21:08:59.884-05:002013-04-29T21:08:59.884-05:00There is, still, nothing I like to do more than cu...<i>There is, still, nothing I like to do more than cuddle one of my children close and smell the top of their head.</i><br /><br />I sure miss this - my boys are basically all grown up. It was hard giving up that part of my life.<br /><br />That said, I think that I'm a lot deeper than I was 5 years ago (scary as that may be to think on). It's not the years, it's the miles - especially the ones over unpaved roads.Borepatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05029434172945099693noreply@blogger.com