My proposal was accepted for a book about Portland. Editor extraordinaire emailed yesterday to ask how much time I wanted on the contract.
Then my enthusiasm shut down. I would totally love this project. But they are asking for 200-250 high quality photos in the book at the old contract rate – which for the record - I still have not gotten paid for. So essentially, even though I know royalties take time to catch up – I’d be busting ass for free. Logically, I know it’s not really for free. But my brain cannot accept it for some reason without so much as a penny for Ghosts of Seattle.
She reminded me that writers don’t write for the money. Yes, I know. But we should be writing not just for the love – but to also at some point – to make a living. It doesn’t have to be huge – but it needs to be something.
I hate to turn it down because I would have so much fun doing it. Then again realistically, while working a full time job and trying to re-immerse myself in my love of writing fiction…. I just don’t know how that will work.
I’m a little bit stumped. I’d love it, but I know I’d be letting them take terrible advantage of me at such a horrible contract rate – on top of everything else I need to fit into my schedule. I love Portland, and I’d love to be able to share that with readers – but at what personal expense?
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