When my first promise of a website went down the pan because the developer disappeared off the face of the planet, I was crushed. I’d had big expectations and huge hopes for having my words and offers out there for all the world to see.
In conversation on one of my networking groups, a freelance writer commented that he had 5 keys to freelance success. One of those was celebrating often.
To be honest, when I unwrapped it from its Amazon box, I discarded it in favour of some other brighter, funkier, sexier front covers (yes, Ms LaPorte, I’m looking at you). But, oh my, when I read it…
Maybe it’s a creative thing. I’ve never heard a teacher have a confidence crisis when she’s describing whether she can teach a class, or a plumber umming and ahhing over what kind of plumber he is.
You know those days when you do your utmost to put obstacles in your own path? Yeah, those days. You probably know your own sabotages all too well. Self-sabotage has been rife in my life.
I don’t get it. I see other freelancers (‘the competition’, if you will) being super-protective and not giving each other a hand up where it’s obvious they need to or simply could.
I love pushing myself into doing something by announcing loud and proud to a goal or challenge. I always have done. I remember 17 just telling everyone I was going travelling with no idea how, where or even why…
Some days it just ain’t happening. I don’t have any early deadlines. I haven’t set an alarm. I wake up. But I might sleep another hour before feeling guilty forces me to go check my email. It’s Monday. And I’m losing the will to work at home.
A short while ago, I received a lovely email from one of my readers pointing out I’d made (not one but…) two typos in a newsletter I’d sent out hurriedly. What interested me most was that she used it as an opener for introducing me to her editing services. Wow!
I’ve experienced some atrocious freelancer behaviour in the past. People who definitely shouldn’t be self-employed. Like, zero work ethic. If you’re even reading this, you have a squillion times more of a clue than them.
Have you ever felt like reinventing yourself? Considered turning up somewhere nobody knows you? Being someone new? That’s what ‘going freelance’ was for me.