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When it rains.

Wednesday, June 20th, 2012

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It’s raining work. It’s raining blessings. And it’s raining… rain.

And when it rains? Well, you know.

I leave (really, excruciatingly) early tomorrow morning for Florida, where although it’ll be 90 degrees, it’s supposed to rain every single day in the form of tropical thunderstorms. I can only hope that means not permanent rain like I’m so accustomed to here, but maybe a sunny day, a darkening and a downpour. And I’ll be inside most of the time anyway since I’m attending a conference. (I’m hoping they manage to avoid over-air-conditioning, but having experienced this almost constantly in Texas, my expectations are low.)

The blessings are numerous also — I get to see amazing gospel speakers and spend time with important women in my life, some of whom I see very rarely. For this, my expectations are very high — the best kind of high, as I know I won’t be disappointed.

And the work… I had a slow couple weeks, and then, of course, got slammed right before taking off. I’m exceedingly happy for the jobs, the contacts and the income. The timing could have been better, but I can hardly complain.

So have a wonderful weekend, and I hope to be full of wonderful knowledge and insight when I return next week. :]


No results.

Monday, April 30th, 2012

The strangest thing happened today. I submitted a story around 10:30. And I signed on to check my student emails and grading list. All of the items are dated 4/24 or later, which means it has not been five business days and I don’t have to grade anything until tomorrow. I already put together my month’s-end invoices. I am waiting on a couple assignments. This means that for the first time in three months…

I don’t have to do anything.

Tasks Today: No Results.

Yeah, there’s plenty to do: get ahead on grading, wash those kitchen towels I forgot to throw in the laundry last week, work out, put away some clothes or take out the gross amounts of recycling piled next to the dining table. But I get to decide. It’s blowing my mind a little.

You see, I spent February and March and a couple weeks in April working on a really consuming, pretty monotonous project. From taking on that project until now, I worked anywhere from 8 to 16-hour days as a full-time writer and half-time teacher with some more freelance work on the side. I had to submit the same word count every day regardless of topic, required research or other factors, whether it took me half the day or I worked well past my bedtime. That means work sucked up weekends, I ate like a college boy, and I wore the same sweatpants for 5 days straight. I didn’t really read for fun (with the exception of the Hunger Games on our anniversary trip), didn’t play piano, didn’t go to the gym or really even move much. Didn’t clean. Didn’t shower. You get the picture.

Finally I had enough. Providentially, this enough-having aligned with an opportunity to contract with a great writing agency in Portland more or less full time (once transition time is over). I have no idea what this will actually look like or what the summer will hold, but I’m so excited.

Two weeks ago, I gave my notice for the writing project.

On Friday, I submitted my resignation for my half-time teaching position so that I’ll be able to focus on writing completely once June is over.

Is this really happening? Eight months after I bought business cards and started a website, I am well on my way to meeting my goals.

I was so, so afraid it would never happen. (And truthfully, I’m still afraid of what’s to come.)

I’m learning—slowly, maybe—to put away fear and walk boldly.



Thursday, April 19th, 2012

What I wish I were doing right now….
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I always do this….Yes, I’m referring to the fact that it’s been a MONTH since my last post. :) But for once, I don’t feel guilty about it. That’s because I have been working harder than I have since my master’s program to accomplish a whole lot in a very small amount of time, and I just haven’t had the energy to let you in on it.

People who talk about the feast and famine of freelancing are not lying. Turning down work seems ludicrous when the presence of a next project is never guaranteed, so self-employed people tend to sit around for days and then go on crazy late night and early morning binges. I have never been dependent on coffee, but I’m seriously considering going there after this morning.  Not only did I get up at 5:45 and pump out two of today’s articles before 10 while also doing a few dishes and making breakfast for Eric and two breakfasts for myself (who knew mornings could last this long??), but I also decided I should actually blog. Slow down, coffee. You’re too good.

Lest I deceive you into thinking I’m always this productive, yesterday I wrote a total of two articles, along with only a couple other very small projects. My mind wasn’t present, my body was lethargic, and my research was hard.

Thankfully, I have a slight break on the horizon: tomorrow I’m taking a trip to Spokane to visit my family with my best friend, and the job that’s currently taking up the majority of my time ends this week.

To tell you the truth, I just have not felt like blogging. My creative energy has been stamped out by some very tedious writing projects, and the last thing I want to do at the end of the day (which, many nights, hasn’t been till 10 or later) is continue to stare at a computer screen. Instead, when I do take breaks, I’ve been enjoying getting out in the nicer weather we’ve been having, interacting with church friends at a couple events, and sitting on the couch watching How I Met Your Mother with Eric. It’s the little things…

I’m extremely excited for what’s ahead, though, and I hope to begin posting a little more regularly about my process. I’ve said shockingly little about what freelancing is truly like now that I’m actually doing it consistently.

Rambling post over. See you next week!


The dusty soul.

Friday, March 2nd, 2012

[photo via MaltaGirl]

“Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life”
– Berthold Auerbach, 19th century German novelist

“Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once”
– Robert Browning, 19th century English poet


When I find my soul sooted and lonely, I reach for the dusting and the peopling.

Currently listening: Chopin’s complete etudes

Currently learning: Chopin Nocturne Op. 9 No. 1

Well hi, blog.

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

10 days, you say?


But busy is good—I really do like it more than that other life.  As long as I still get to see little glimpses of serenity in between the work.

Like waking up to simple love notes.

Painting in a cozy pottery studio.

Driving 30 minutes to eat [most of] a free burger the size of five of my hands.

And slipping through the softest, airiest snow and trees.

I think I’m on the verge of something.

It’s tenuous. It’s unexplainable.

But it feels fine.