When I first embarked on my freelance writing career, I was all starry-eyed and
excited about what my future held. I imagined long hours in front of my laptop working on my poetry/manuscript/latest article. It would be hard work, but my God it would be satisfying! And I would be so happy. My creative juices would be flowing constantly, a steady stream of literary brilliance. I would be wowing the world with my writing prowess. You get the picture: All would be well in Colleen land.
Well, it’s ten months later and, as usual, the reality of the situation has fallen a wee bit short of the dream. There are certain truths about freelance writing that I never, ever considered until I ran smack into them.