Not too far... just look at my profile.... check out what it says next to "occupation".
I'm employed! Somewhat. I've been hired to write some stuff for Nunavut tourism. How cool!!!! I'm actually getting paid to write! I had to submit samples of my writing and everything. I used blog entries. Nothing too recent of course, that's all been pretty crap. But I took a few choice entries from China and my travels. And he liked it, yay!!! So now I must write copy for a travel planner, something to inspire you to journey to the great white north. Experience the magic of the arctic! I've never been there, but I'm sure I can make it sound fabulous. This is so damn exciting. YIPPEE!!!!
As of yet I have neither written anything, nor been paid. But all in good time. I figure the first step to embracing my newfound profession is to adopt some eccentric habits and quirks. Perhaps I will only ever write wearing an old housecoat. No, that's overdone. I could start smoking a pipe? Nah, too gross. Maybe I need an odd pet, like an armadillo or a bat. Or I need to have a plate of assorted cheeses next to the computer - scrap that - typewriter. I could start wearing ratty old camel-hair ponchos, carry a beaten notebook around in which to constantly scribble notes, drink copious amounts of coffee, and make bizarre word choices like calling glasses spectacles and movies "the pictures", all while slipping in and out of some inconsistent, affected accent. And of course have a pencil on hand at all times, either behind my ear or stuck in messy hair.
Yes.... gotta get these important character details sorted out first before moving on to the trifling penning of words.