surfing magazines, the intricacies of doing business
Surfing World magazine.
They agreed a price, took your work, told the editor to take an hour off, stuck it in the issue they said they would and then sent you an email saying bill me.
This is what dreams are made of for the blessed surf blogger, the mousey little toiler in his cold bed, trying to remember whatever is left.
Find a piece of paper, scratch out an invoice, stick it in the mail. It’s like fishing this getting paid; the bait’s gone but the fish isn’t caught until the money is in the bank. This can take time. These corporations don’t deal with paper scraps so back it comes like a stripped hook and you have to do it all again for the accountants, the piranhas of business ethics.
They like the bait dressed in abn’s and business addresses, document numbers and dates, Agreed rates and with whom. A4. Crisp paperwork, and you, the rebel writer of the waves, must comply.
So you do four copies of the new invoice, just in case they lose one – and you number them ~ like ~ 112a,112b, 112c, etc., maybe they’ll pay four times. Life’s a gamble like that.