To Sing Again

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I know you know I love to sing. Not sure if you know I sing in my church choir. (I’m way more Pips than Gladys.) Also, I sing with several lovely, lovely women who are from the Philippines. And one of these lovely sopranos has family missing in the Philippines.

There are so many wonderful organizations working to help during this devastating time, and I wanted to share this list from the New York Times that gives all the links to these organizations, if you’re so inclined to help in some way. And just now, I saw where C. Hope Clark shared a link to a program called AmazonSmile:

  • Amazon donates 0.5% of the price of your eligible AmazonSmile purchases to the charitable organization of your choice.
  • AmazonSmile is the same Amazon you know. Same products, same prices, same service.
  • Support your charitable organization by starting your shopping at smile.amazon.com.

There are so many charities available–and every little .5% adds up. So if you’re going to be shopping anyway, perhaps your purchase will bring a smile to someone’s face across the world.

And someday soon, we’ll sing again.

 

Tuesday Tip: You’ve Got To Earn It

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ImageFor the most part, I’ve got it pretty good, as jobs go.

I get to work at what I love, and I don’t stress too much about finances, thanks to my live-in patron of the arts. But just because I don’t make a ton of money from writing doesn’t mean I don’t invest a ton of hours into my job. I work 9 to 5, Monday through Friday, and if I take off for lunch or an appointment, I make those hours up in the evening or weekends. But still, it was a long time coming before friends and family took my job as seriously as I took it.

I used to think it was about money. But eventually, I figured out that it wasn’t so much about earning money as it was earning respect for the job–and for me, as a writer. If you want to know the particulars, you can read my post over at The Muffin today.

And now, I’ve got to get back to work. I need to make enough to go out to lunch with a writer friend. The Beneficent Mr. Hall gets a little sulky about paying restaurant tabs when he’s not invited.