The Twilight Sad – I became a prostitute
From the album “Forget the Night Ahead” (2009)
Another Scottish band, but this time with a thicker accent that yesterday’s We Were Promised Jetpacks.
The song I chose is not a coincidence. Firstly, I like that song a lot.
But secondly… Yesterday I put in a lot of time and dedication to implement and embed a donation button on this blog. Everything would have stayed for free, but if someone felt inclined to give a little something, then that would have been possible. I was called a prostitute for this idea and the audacity to even think about being talented enough to ask for anything. I felt hurt. Humiliated even. Then I felt the joys of being mansplained the different definitions of prostitution. “asking for money without reason while sharing ones talent”. Does that make ever artist a prostitute? I am surely overthinking this. I was very quick to take the button and the post explaining the meaning and reason down again. My main reason was to get the funds to invest money into my writing – professional editing and formatting, professional cover art, individual ISBNs – not the ones I use now, linked to KDP (kindle direct publishing). Needless to say, I felt all wrong after the conversation. I felt untalented and obnoxious. But it is still on my mind. I am not sure if I was ever that quick to take down a post, but still, four people saw it… and I don’t know how I feel about that.
Expect two more songs this year. And, listen to the entire album I shared. It is really good.
Have a good day.