As One Door Opens - It Closes

Since I've made such a fuss on here about my new gig, I thought I'd better mention that it's over almost before it began. I always thought if you were a freelancer it meant you could work anywhere that would have you. Not so. Today I was forced to make a choice between my new job and my old one so no more Patch work for me.
The reason I'm staying with the Sun Times group is largely sentimental. They've provided me with work since I arrived in Naperville and any fame, for want of a better word, I've had because of them. They are pivotal in my story, however that ends up.
I'm not sure why I'm on this relentless quest to make a career out of writing. God knows its not for the money. I can have fame doing this or fortune doing something else, but not both. I think the reason is probably this. Much as I love Naperville, its a town of winners and high achievers. No one is ordinary here - the birds sing opera, the garbage men have to speak at least five languages and every child receives Mensa membership with their birth certificate.
I've torn my family apart by following the American Dream, so it would be pointless if I had come here just to be ordinary. Writing is the only thing that makes me extra ordinary and now I'm in the hamster wheel I can't get off.
So for now I'm back to square one writing news for the Sun, Grumpy for Glancer Magazine and this blog for you.