Tim Tam said...
If you've held a job some 25 years, you're doing pretty good.
With my bipolar, I held about 5 jobs for about 6 months each.
I held one job for two years, another for three. It was pretty rough.
It's interesting abut your writing. That's very good, getting six stories published. Writing 60 stories is also very good.
I've written for newspapers for about 10 years. Wrote news, but I liked feature stories best. Wrote sports for about five years.
After my last newspaper job at about age 30, I didn't have any outlet, and went 5 years where I got only one story published. Then I got hooked up with a city magazine, and worked, freelance, for them for 14 years.
One thing about the city magazine, it had a female editor and a female publisher. No problem. Those years with male editors were pretty bad.
I didn't have a nitch. I didn't fit in with the male sports editors, and yet, didn't want to write for the women's section. Gosh. Talk about a fish out of water. There was no place to go, gender wise or work wise.
And that was during the days of all-male everything. All male doctors, all male bosses. Hurry up women's lib. Finally, free at last. With the city magazine and the women editor and publisher, thank god almighty, I was free at last.
I've also written two manuscripts. One on human relations, one on a well known novel, that is a complete fake. No luck getting either one published.
In a way, I'm glad. I wouldn't want to do the publicity. If they'll just print it, that would be OK, but I don't want to do any publicity.
I had a female writer at the city magazine, who got her novel published, and it was made into a movie, tell me about all of that, saying, "Be careful what you wish for, you might get it." Meaning, to me, it's probably got a difficult side to it.
So, what kind of fiction do you write?
You also fly airplanes.
Yes, the lithium and the Mirtazapine antidepressant really help. I inherited my bipolar from my mother's mother. I was told she used to go into people's medicine cabinets when she was visiting, taking some of the pills, hoping one of them would calm her mind from the bipolar.
No such luck. She ended up going to a state mental hospital, some 125 miles from her house. Little or no medicine to help. Lithium had not been invented. Didn't come along to c. 1955- or 1960.
So we can feel fortunate that we have lithium. By the grace of god. Sometimes I try to imagine what she was going through. It's not too difficult since I'm her grandchild.
Depends on what era you were born into.
So you're a writer too. You wrote news, feature stories, and sports for newspapers. And you worked for a city magazine. That's very good. You also wrote two manuscript
s. Three of my stories that were published were Christian stories. One was a psychological horror. One was a new age story. I forgot the other one; I'd have to go check my records.
I'm sorry to hear that your grandmother had to go to a state mental hospital. I remember about
6 years ago I went off my psychotropic medicine and I ended up in a hospital. I was so sick I could barely function, and I thought for sure I would have to be committed. I was really scared! The lithium brought me back. The nurse at admitting reported me for psychotic behavior to the ministry, and I lost my driver's license for about
8 months, and I lost my job because of that, but it was more like a leave of absence because my boss wanted me to come back because I've worked there 24-25 years.
Today in the afternoon, I took my motorcycle for a ride. I was waving in and out of depression. I wasn't really into it. I was thinking owning a motorcycle and the extra money and responsibility wasn't worth it in my mental condition. I was thinking of listing the motorcycle on Kijiji?