Seven weeks into life as a freelance writer, I have to admit to a bit of bipolarity about the whole thing.
On the manic side, I had just about the best week ever last week, when I traveled to a Southeast Ohio dairy farm with Edible Ohio Valley magazine photographer/publisher Julie Kramer. I’ve been collaborating with the Edible team for the past couple of months, and the projects have been both fun and fulfilling.
This week, I have more writing to do before I head to Chicago for the Creative Freelancer Conference. When I began contemplating this second career and resolved to make the leap, I set a personal goal of attending CFC as a freelancer. Meeting that goal feels great. I’m excited to connect more deeply with other freelance creatives and to learn how to grow this little business I’ve hatched.
I’ve been pleasantly busy — not overloaded, but I have a full to-do list each day. When Rob and I vacationed recently, I felt for the first time in a VERY long time that I could disconnect totally. I didn’t have panic attacks at the thought of returning to work to find a constipated in-box and to face an agenda full of meetings. In fact, I talked with Ilise Benun at length about my first few weeks as a freelancer on the Creative Freelancer Blog.
On the depressive side, I don’t know where the next big project will come from. I’ve been networking like crazy and making great connections, but those have yet to bear fruit. I suppose this is the up/down life of a freelance creative. Ilise has taught me that consistent and steady marketing will help even out the cycle so I’m constantly busy, but that takes time. So I have to be patient.
Anybody need a copywriter? 😉