Author Olivia Boler

Today was completed wasted in tracking down proof that I do NOT owe the City and County of San Francisco 16 times the amount of money they accused me of owing, that I do not, in fact, actually owe them ANY money at all! It’s really boring, but long story short, having to crawl through my garage looking for a copy of a check I wrote back in 2005, plus going through all my files, getting on the phone with various bureaucrats, etc., is really, really draining, and leaves very little room for those creative juices to flow. I can’t even think of something fun to blog about.

Good news is, I don’t owe money. Huzzah!

If you can, avoid being self-employed. Unless you are [INSERT FAMOUS, RICH AUTHOR AND ENTREPRENEUR NAMES HERE]. There is little pay-off, although I do enjoy working in my PJs and answering to no one (except my clients, of course). Since I write fiction for free, non-fiction is where I make that butter and bread (very small loaf). I have written for the San Francisco Chronicle, Marin Magazine, Poets & Writers, San Francisco Chronicle Magazine, and ForeWord Magazine, among others. Mostly book reviews, a few essays, interviews, even encyclopedia entries. Stuff like that. I was a caption writer for the America 24/7 photojournalism project. I am the Other Voices section editor of The Noe Valley Voice, if you care to submit poetry, fiction, or artwork. I’d gladly consider it.

I also write web content for the hospitality industry, meaning the stuff you read when you go to a hotel’s website to check them out. You won’t see my byline on that sort of thing. It’s all pay, no glory, but I don’t mind it—the working in my PJs thing.