You know, there’s something sexy about the title “freelance writer.” At least once a month at the writing site I frequent, someone will post the “how do I get started in freelancing” question.
Goodness knows I’ve thought about it. I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t crossed my mind. These thoughts are usually accompanied by images of sun-drenched mornings pecking away at copy while sipping a latte at the local coffee shop, or soaking up the quiet atmosphere at the library while researching salient facts.
This, however, is not the reality.
I bring this up because I’m writing an article for the Wet Noodle Posse ezine. Actually, I’m supposed to be doing many things, such as judging a writing contest, oh, and a little task called revisions, but never mind.
I came up with the idea for the article. I know what I want to write about. I have notes. Even so, I had a major case of: mind, screen, both are blank.
Because when you get right down to it, writing articles feels like homework.
For the longest time, I never thought I was a writer; I never embraced the 500-word essay on my summer vacation, or even the topic of my choice.
The topic of my choice would be: I choose not to write this.
I have no problem with technical writing. I can tell people to chmod 777 all day long. But I can’t tell people how to make five fun crafts for under fifty bucks. In fact, just writing that sentence caused several synapses to misfire.
Ironically, the topic of my article is: making the most of online writing classes.
My favorite line so far (which will probably be cut): What if they gave a writing class and nobody came?
Indeed.
I’ll leave you to ponder that.
Bingo. I’ll be interested in seeing that article.
Not a freelance writer, but a student. I can write a 300 page novel but ask me to write anything more than a paragragh about dead people and their importance in history and the teacher has lost me.
For me, it’s not so much the writing as the hustling. I did fine for two years writing up Jewish society events, classes and local issues, but that was part of my gig as programming director… when I had to FIND people who wanted me to write, that’s when I froze.
I guess I always kind of liked writing homework. 😉
So… I’m guessing LASR won’t be seeing any new articles from you for a while? LOL…
Good luck with this one. I’ll be looking for it.