Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Anonymous Author

So here's the deal. Here is my internal anguish. I just finished writing my first freelance article. It's for a not yet published, small, self-made magazine in NYC geared toward lower and middle class families. I wrote an article on money saving tips.

A. Make sure nobody is looking.   B. Steal.




In my optimistic, dreaming mind I was excited for my first assignment. Wow. Here's my chance. My time to shine. My first step to the rest of my life. Go me!

I put in hours of my time. I had to brainstorm, form, craft, and weave these words together so they could be read fluidly. I had to read and reread and re-reread until it sounded perfect. I had to make sure the average person could read it and comprehend my thoughts.

I sent the article to him a couple days ago and here I sit still waiting for the bill. Will he pay or will he scam me? Will he steal my work, not give me any credit for it, or pay me? Will I be a no name? Anonymous. This is the internet after all. There are no binding laws. If he doesn't pull through what can I do? Stomp my feet? Send angry emails? If he doesn't fork over my money, I'll admit, I'll be mad. I put time into this piece.

What if he does pull through? Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions. This is his first issue. Perhaps he is swamped with creating his own personal vision, just as I am. Am I a little too caught up in the money?

I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Freelance



Is it childish to have a dream, to want to follow it? How many people actually enjoy the job they have? I presently work in the food industry and my goodness it is awful. Patrons are extremely particular about their food. I dread having to wake up and go to work. It is not what I enjoy. It is not what I want to do with my life.

What I do like to do is write. I like to write creative stories. I occasionally whip out a poem. I prefer when teachers assign writing assignments compared to timed tests. I like doing what I am good at. I am good at what I like.

I want to pursue my passion. That's my aim. As a Kanye West song lyric says, "reach for the stars, so if you fall you land on a cloud."