Because I will gladly buy it off your hands. Searching has been so-so, as far as I can tell. A few lines in the water, but still no bites. I am working on trying to get a job to get into Dow Corning.  Haven’t heard anything from them yet.

I have inquired about the temps, too.  A date has been set up for Monday with Kelly Services to repeat the application process that would put me back in their system.

I talked to a woman at Adecco who told me that they were having problems with their programs, and that I should send her my resume.  She gave me the email address and I did that.  Still no word from Adecco.

Options…diminishing….And that’s why I’m here.  I should be aimlessly searching for one of many opportunities out in this intertwined network of cyberrubble.  Instead,  I’m typing out my futile attempt to ascertain my calling.  One that would ultimately lead to the niche where I would belong.  A niche that would actually pay for that apartment so I can move out of my parents house.

Ray Romano, you made it out of your parents house eventually.  Perhaps I should borrow some of your thunder.  Everybody Loves Kyle, anyone?  Naw.  I didn’t think so. As for originality, I’ll leave that to me and my muse.  It’s time I take her for a spin, writing with the grace of a gazelle on a midsummer evening;  advancing ever further into the majestic sunset.

Returning to the real world,  I’m left with diminishing options and the same nagging question: Any cubicles you have for sale? I will gladly take any you have available. Thank you.

However, I am not going after my muse this time.  I’m fishing for businesses. My bait is set and I’m just hoping that a business will bite.

A while back, I joined WEBook.  It’s like a Facebook, but for writers. Earlier today, I submitted my opening PageToFame.  I just recently looked at the results.

Of the 8 people who rated it: 51% think my submission is trash that needs to be thrown away 25% think its mostly junk, with a few good pieces thrown in there 12% think its pretty decent 12% think its pretty good 0% think its completely captivating, awe-inspiring, epic, heavenly, amazing and so great that it needs to be published immediately!

Now, where was I….? Oh yeah!  Looking at the results, I can at least take heart in knowing that 12% of the people actually believe in me, and that I have some potential (that would make just 1 person, since this is based on 8 votes).

Do you think this is trash that needs to be thrown away?  Here is what I submitted:

Title: The Master’s Chronicles

Summary: Nicolas Gillings’s world is quickly shaken when his mother is killed and the Copian town of Tulin is burned to the ground.  Readers join Nicolas in his quest to find answers, love and hope in the beginning of the adventure of a lifetime.

Sample:

Nothing. It all started with nothing.

Then, the darkness took form.  A seemingly endless array of stars began appearing, one by one throughout the dark and wide expanse of space. They all appeared in various sizes.  Some were gargantuan in size while others were quite minute.  Each had a characteristic of its own, along with its own degree of luminosity.

Multiple spheres of various sizes began to appear throughout space. Each sphere was formless and empty, without a source of light.  The spheres only consisted of water.  They were merely dark orbs suspended in space, with no gravity to propel them. Though the stars were plentiful, their light was too faint for any of the formless spheres of water.

Of the many dark hydrospheres that hovered in space, there was one in particular that had a faint glow of light.  This light glistened, and danced along the surface of the water.

This light was The Master in all his splendor, observing the formless sphere.  “A clean canvas,” The Master said.  “The galaxies are starting to take form.  This sphere will not be formless for long.  A new life will be breathed upon it. This will be a planet that is copious with life.  It shall be called Copia.”

And it was so.  The Master began creating and what he mentioned came into existence.

Now I know what you’re thinking.  This is just another creation story.  This is only the first 223 words!  We haven’t even reached Chapter 1 yet!

You did read the summary, didn’t you?  This introduction seeks to establish the core meaning of the title of the story.  Everything has a beginning, and this is how this story begins.

I paid $5 to get 6 horrible ratings, 1 okay rating, and 1 pretty good rating.  It’s only 8 votes so it’s too early to tell.

I’ll leave the decision up to you. Having that said, BACK TO VEARK!

Maybe if I leave a pile of books in the center of the room as bait.  Muses like books.  Sprinkle a video game or two in the pile and the muse should be there in no time. Ideas.  Where are you?