You’ve Got to Risk It to Get the Biscuit

Would you work for free? Ever since we are born it is made clear that with work comes reward. When you did the dishes or cleaned your room, you received praise (or better yet, an allowance) from your parents. When you did well on a test or well on the course, you got recognition in …

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Working for the Muse, not the Man

Well, I did it again. I didn’t go to work. Again. I could have left this part out, hid it like I hid myself from my office. I could have maintained the validity of the positive note that ended my last post, excusing my truancy as just another blip in the road. But this wouldn’t …

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