Starting a Freelance Writing Career or Thoughts About Taking the Plunge
Nikes ad has taken on new meaning for me of late; Just do it runs through my mind like a mantra. Although my dreams have nothing to do with athletic
shoes and little to do with athletics unless you count the long list of ideas I have developed which revolve around my sons and their activities, I have
spent a long time avoiding the one thing I have always wanted to do write.
Writing has actually been a part of my work life for a very long time. I have written and edited in the business world. I have taught writing to high school
students. I have written countless lesson plans, activities, etc. I have never tried to get any of my work published, until now.
Making the decision to write for a living was actually one of the most difficult obstacles I needed to overcome. Overcome is probably too strong. I am
still scared to death that I won not be able to pay my mortgage. I never doubted my ability to write, but I did doubt my ability to write for a living. My
former employer helped me make the decision by firing me. They actually called it a reduction in force, or RIF for short. After avoiding the application
process for weeks, then staring at an online application for close to an hour, I finally had to come to terms with myself and my goals for the future.
While I love teaching, I am tired of the politics that accompany teaching. I can not face it any more. I need to pay my bills and be financially
responsible, but part of raising my children involves being a role model. I do not want them to be afraid to take a risk that could help them realize their
dreams because they watched their mother play it safe.
Having said that, I must admit that my new found bravery faltered when I wrote two checks totaling $1100.00 for two children to play travel soccer next
year. Nevertheless, I developed a game face and hid my fears from everyone. I even fooled myself for a while. As the school year ended, my
colleagues began asking me about my plans for the fa