Imagine my surprise when, last week, I received a paycheck for some essays I had written in 2012. Heck, I thought I had written all of them pro-bono . . . sort of like all the free stuff I give to Becky . . . free food, free romance, free attention, free love.
But evidently these essays were also published in a downloadable format--meaning that every time I got a "hit" from a reader who just couldn't live without my work, I received a royalty. Kind of like musicians getting a kickback for every song played on the radio. Tiny royalties, to be sure, but they can add up.
Anyway, an unexpected payday. And I can send my windfall along to some good causes . . . with the exception of a few "self-reward bucks" that I'm putting aside to buy myself a bag of black licorice.
Now that I know my essays are in hot demand, you can bet I'll be writing a lot more of those suckers in 2013. The more the merrier. I hope people buy 'em by the gross.
And for those who did "purchase" my essays in 2012 . . . well, thanks a heap. I'm glad to know that there are people out there who want to read what I write. That's why I write. For YOU.
I remind my wife of this daily. I cook for her. Clean for her. Save myself for her. Give her my full attention after 1 a.m. every night. She usually doesn't want it, however. She just likes the thought of getting a freebie.
But evidently these essays were also published in a downloadable format--meaning that every time I got a "hit" from a reader who just couldn't live without my work, I received a royalty. Kind of like musicians getting a kickback for every song played on the radio. Tiny royalties, to be sure, but they can add up.
Anyway, an unexpected payday. And I can send my windfall along to some good causes . . . with the exception of a few "self-reward bucks" that I'm putting aside to buy myself a bag of black licorice.
Now that I know my essays are in hot demand, you can bet I'll be writing a lot more of those suckers in 2013. The more the merrier. I hope people buy 'em by the gross.
And for those who did "purchase" my essays in 2012 . . . well, thanks a heap. I'm glad to know that there are people out there who want to read what I write. That's why I write. For YOU.
I remind my wife of this daily. I cook for her. Clean for her. Save myself for her. Give her my full attention after 1 a.m. every night. She usually doesn't want it, however. She just likes the thought of getting a freebie.
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