Emma's Sexy Mom is out of her coma and being moved from ICU to a regular room.
She's also asking for cigs, so I suspect she's feeling better.
We are still scared to open the trunk of her car.
Since Rome Girl got laid off I've been spending part of my days trying to find her freelance gigs. I've gotten her a few and the clients seem to love her, which is a good thing.
What's interesting is that finding her freelance gigs in no way cuts down on the number of freelance gigs that I get - because even though we are very similar in many ways our brains work very fucking differently as soon as Microsoft Word is booted onto the screen.
She has no interest at all in the creative writing gigs. The idea of taking a blank page and making it not blank holds exactly zero appeal.
Yet, that's the shit I live for.
On the other hand what she loves are these "rewriting" gigs. The deal is that some guy has stumbled upon a book, ebook, website, whatever that is making money for someone. Figuring that if it makes money for one person it will make money for another person he or she hires Rome Girl.
She then takes all the information in the source and changes it just enough to avoid copyright problems and creates a new website, ebook or whatever.
I think it's the puzzle aspect that intrigues her. You have all these pieces and it's now your job to reassemble them in some different, but meaningful way.
It would drive me nuts, but she's damn good at it and there are lots more people willing to pay for this than there are for the type of shit I do (mostly because a lot of people are never willing to take a risk on a new idea.)