Work, Toil, Labour…Does It Never End?
The Wood Cutter’s Daughter~By charles Sprague Pearce
Today I got to thinking about work. Partly because I was asked what I did for a living and partly because I have been reading Stephen King’s new collection of short stories: Just After Sunset. In the introduction he discusses once again his employment history working in a laundry and as a teacher. It’s fascinating to me the number of writers who have done what could be considered menial work or blue collar labour. I myself have not been a stranger down the poverty stricken alleys of dead end ghetto jobs. Oh, I’ve had my share of bullshit tasks, such as pizza maker, waitress (four times) social service intake worker at a jail, answering service operator, black jack/poker dealer, ear piercer in a mall, corner store clerk, donut baker, receptionist ( eleven times) office clerk, personal care worker in an old age home, baby sitter, blue berry picker, clam digger, wood cutter, assembly line worker in a cosmetics factory( I burned off my right index finger nail while performing the very important task of putting the shine on the lipstick by sliding it under a torch. Thank gawd it grew back) cookie baker, store clerk, deli clerk, cashier, sandwich maker, news paper delivery person, currently I own and operate a house cleaning business and of course, all along the way…writer. Okay, lets have your list. You can put it up in the comments here or you can do it on your blog, but let us know if it’s on your site so we can all read it. I’m simply dying to see what you all do and have done to support your habit of writing.