I am a Phoenix...
and a Rogue's Angel
Each time I think I've identified myself, my perception turns upside down. Since October 2012, I've known my secure position with a federal agency was in flux. As of the first week in March, I was laid off my job after three years and three months. Appears nothing is secure.
Discussions with Wingman, my husband, revolved around the possibility of my staying home and concentrating on my writing while letting the agency that laid me off pay for my unemployment. Another option was taking early retirement and getting Social Security while working part time and writing. What actually happened was the company who employs Wingman needed someone with my skills to fill a position in their organization.
So I rise from the ashes and redefine myself for another span of time. Some things, however, don't change and being a writer will always be my calling...
and Rogue's Angel.
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