I came across this great quote and video tonight from the Freelancers Union Facebook page. I'm shocked at how much this three month old video relates to me now... like RIGHT NOW. I saw Neil Gaiman at a Sigma Tau Delta (honors English society) convention in Saint Louis in 2009 -- yes I was the English Club President my senior year of college *cough* nerd -- and he was interviewed by one of my professors.
Mr. Gaiman seemed witty and was somewhat amusing, but I wasn't really impressed with his stage appearance. He was funny at times, and had some good words about his career, but nothing about his time in the interview was outstanding. But don't get me wrong. I think he is a great author. I love "The Graveyard Book" and "Coraline" and "The Anansi Boys" but when I watched this video tonight I could not get over his relation to my life in its current status. He actually spoke to me this time.
I've never listened to any Neil Gaiman audiobooks or heard him speak in this manner at the St. Louis conference so I was shocked at the motivation and the way in which he spoke. He writes very well of course, but these words really rang true for me.
There's been so many freelance opportunities in my lap it seems overwhelming, but amazing at the same time. I have four current clients that I am happy to work for but there's always more knocking on the door. In the video, Mr. Gaiman states that you have to learn to say no (and also that it's not about money) but I find myself having trouble doing so. I want to work so much and so bad that in a sick, self-annihilating way I love it. Budgeting my time is what I have to work on, and definitely waking up earlier. Most importantly I have to sit and think about the future of my career as it's moving faster than I expected. Which is good... and bad? We'll see.
Another noteworthy thing Mr. Gaiman said relating to my "now" is:
“A freelance life, a life in the arts, is sometimes like putting messages in bottles on a desert island and hoping that someone will find one of your bottles and open it and read it and put something in a bottle that will wash its way back to you: appreciation or a commission or money or love. And you have to accept that you will put out hundreds of things for every bottle that winds up coming back.”
Bring on the bottles. I can learn to juggle more. :)
So here I am again on the freelance blogging scene. I haven't made up my mind what this niche blog should be about but I'm at least trying. Recently I have gained a whole new genre of client from the automotive industry which has been a good and trying experience for me.
I've been writing press releases, and since I was just an English major in college (not a Public Relations one) I have been experiencing something new. We have released press works from PRWeb and the stories has been picked up all over the country. Marketing writing is a whole different beast than website writing, though some of the elements of SEO writing are involved.
I've also started creating short commercials which I haven't done since video production class in high school. That has also been time consuming but really fun. I don't have the equipment I did at the high school video lab, but I'm still making do.
The past few months I also went freelance from my part-time physics journal job. Editing on a 9-5 schedule was something I always wanted straight out of college, but we can't always have everything especially in an economy like this. The good news is that I still work with this client on a regular basis, just a different pay model. There's good and bad in both being employed or freelance. I thought I would have preferred the employed option, but I have to say the freelance money can be good.
I'm thinking of taking this blog in a professional freelance manner or a whimsy, fun editing blog. I'm still not sure even after this long employment rant. We'll see how it goes. Or if you have an idea, let me know!
I'm a small business freelance writer and editor sharing my thoughts to the world. I also happen to be an Army wife. My husband and I are proud parents of a goofy golden retriever named Daisy.