Many of us who are doing this form of political writing — the kind that is not “saleable” — are either doing the writing in our dminishing spare time, or as part of a hand-to-mouth existence. I am one of the latter. I don’t have a regualr job, and I don’t want a regular job. That doesn’t mean I don’t work. I work my ass off almost every day, but the Market doesn’t reward this kind of work. I get an occasional speaking gig for money, a consulting gig here and there, and a couple of labor-intensive writing gigs that are on pretty shaky foundations. My book sales are very modest and provide me around $2,500 a year so far.