Crochet maniac

I’ve been crocheting like mad. And I mean in the mad-insane kind of way.

I’ve come up with three new designs for bustles, both of them in the superhero style. I decided to come up with a new style for Captain America, Wonder Woman, and Harley Quinn tie on skirts for ladies, and I’m thinking of selling them on Etsy. The Wonder Woman bustle has gold, blue and red, Captain is red, white and blue, of course, and the Harley Quinn one, I’m thinking should have a black and red checkerboard design.

If I had enough money, enough AC Moore and Michael’s coupons, and yarn, I’d be able to open my own Etsy shop. I already did, but I’m getting no one to buy or look at either of my items for sale.

I lowered the price on one of my items to a reasonable price, but still, no one seems to look at my pretty crochet things and give them a chance. I’ve even upgraded the purple “Miss Sherlock” tie on bustle with some black trim and a black ribbon, in the honor of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

I have no idea how I’m supposed to go on writing this blog and look for jobs at the same time if I don’t make some money on the side. I really need a job, but the job hunt is going nowhere fast. I’ve only applied to four jobs today with my job coach and all the other job listings available require medical receptionist experience, or previous administrative experience in the veterinary field.

How am I supposed to get a job working as a receptionist for Dr. Kim Hammond of Falls Road Animal Hospital if I’ve never worked in an animal hospital before? I just want to go to work from 8-5! This is getting ridiculous- if you want to get experience, you already have to have experience under your belt? This makes no sense.

Here is my Wonder Woman bustle. It doesn’t look like much, but I did get started on it. I’m thinking of switching to a darker color blue because I don’t think it looks right.

I either need to get a job interview soon, have someone send me a message about my crochet designs for sale on Etsy, or have an agent send me an email as soon as possible, saying, “Please let me represent you so I can sell your books to publishers.”

I’ve just received two rejection letters and I’ve sent out another query letter as a result of the last rejection I got in my Gmail inbox. I’m hoping someone actually comes back to me with a positive response, and then I’ll get an editor in no time. And to be honest with you, I can’t believe the big NaNoWriMo is less than a month away. I know I don’t have the time or the patience to write 50,000 words in 30 days.

I don’t know what to do at this point. Both my parents and my boyfriend are asking me to stop costing them money wherever we go, and as much as I want to help them pay for things, like dinner, I’m totally broke.

I can’t qualify for Social Security (SSDI) income because the government thinks I rely on my parents whom, according to them, make too much money. My man still hasn’t made his first paycheck yet, because the insurance company he works for won’t pay him unless a business buys something from him. Our bank accounts are dwindling. I can’t afford a meal more than $10 every night.

I am officially back to being the starving writer.

Even though I have a computer, even though I have a Kindle Fire, and I still have no smartphone because I hate those things. I prefer a cell phone or “flip” phone where all you can do on it is talk or text. I can live without typing in emojis or other nonsense, and I like to use whole words in my texts, I don’t care.

If you want to see my wares, go to and search for Cest Chic Geek Couture. The Wonder Woman and Captain America (Ms. Wonder and Lady America) items will be up online in a matter of days, hopefully.

And maybe I’ll have some cash in my (practically) stunned bank account. Then again, I don’t know. I don’t want to end up being a spammer or a criminal just by asking people to buy a crochet costume piece or ask random people for money. This is every girl’s problem with being broke.

But I still refuse to go on GoFundMe or any of those websites for people who need money because their car and purse was stolen or their house had been ruined. The hurricanes Maria, Irma and Harvey have done enough damage to Texas, Florida and Puerto Rico. There are tons of people going online to ask for some relief.

I don’t want to be one of those people. I’m not that desperate.

-The Lady in the Blue Box

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