Das Kapital for Writers: Part One

I decided to write an epic post about it in honor of Labor Day and also in honor of the end of my third year sans day job, working as a full-time artist. This also happens to coincide with my three-year anniversary of living in NYC. A quick note: I am writing this in a spirit of generosity, not bitterness or as an excuse to complain. I’ll get into this later, but there is a seriously unhealthy negativity syndrome among writers (I myself am very guilty of contributing to that after too many glasses of wine), and while I think it’s good for us to speak out about our frustrations, it can really bring a girl down. So, have no fear: this is a no-bitch zone. It’s just real talk about something that’s gets a little bit icky sometimes.

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