My Side Hustle Needs a Side Hustle

So, I attempted the MA in English Lit program at my beloved NAU this past semester, and it is not for me. I want to create things and teach, but not critique everything to the point of hating reading and literature.

Don't get me wrong I learned some fascinating stuff from my textbooks this semester. But if I ever see anything to do with Alice, Wonderland, or Lewis Carrol again I might have a stroke (never liked them before and now they are on my list of triggers).

This semester has even managed to put a dent in my admiration of Mrs. Dalloway, if you can believe it (but I'm sure after a break, we'll make up).

No shade on anyone who does want/pursue an MA in English Lit, but it's just not my calling in life.

I honestly have no idea how I managed to get good grades in this program since I spent most of my time feeling stressed/confused/stupid/full of BS.

Therefore, I'm switching to the MFA in TV and Screenwriting program from Stephens College that my heart wanted all along.

Problem(s)?

The program itself costs more, so I'll have to pay in a bit (on top of my loan) instead of pocketing a refund.

And, I really want to move back to California, which obviously ain't a cheap endeavor.

The program is mostly online, with a 10 day seminar in LA every semester. Moving back to So Cal would save me having to pay for the boarding that comes with that seminar, and let's be honest ... I just miss So Cal.

So, Mama needs some extra money.

Now, even though my site was really only supposed to be about writing-related stuff, I'm inclined to take folks with me through my attempt to find extra income online. Who doesn't want to know what works (and what doesn't) when it comes to making more money?

So, I plan to try things, and report on how they work out.

Hope you're cool with that.

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